“And who is the happy woman?” demanded Bransby.
“Angela Hilary.”
Bransby laughed unaffectedly. “Mrs. Hilary? Our American friend, eh? Glad to see you are helping on Anglo-American friendship, my dear fellow. That’s exactly what we need now. I congratulate you, Latham.”
“Please don’t.”
“Oh! he hasn’t proposed yet, Daddy,” said the pretty persistent.
“He has not!” assented Latham briskly.
“But it’s coming!” taunted Helen wickedly.
“It is not!” Latham exclaimed hotly. “I haven’t the slightest intention of proposing to Mrs. Hilary.”
“But what if she should propose to you?” demanded his tormentor.
“I should refuse,” insisted Latham, beside himself with embarrassment.