Yes—Felicity.
After a long period of grave silence which had come upon them:
"See!" she exclaimed softly. "Pink! A girl! Haven't I been telling you so, all along?"
"How does that signify?" Quickly he took up the challenge. Clearly here was a matter which had seen much discussion.
"Pink for a girl, and blue for a boy," she explained with conscious superiority.
But she couldn't continue to tease him. His face had become long.
"Perhaps not, dear," she murmured. And then, with a little air:
"Anyway, they'll be very useful, I'm sure. They are exceedingly fine and dainty, and it is not easy to get things good enough, away out here."
But there he put his foot down. She had not been very keen about politics! Or the ministry! Indeed!
"Pink for a girl?" he asked. "That's straight?"