"You don't want to marry them?" said Dimbie in alarm.
"Dimbie, dear," I returned, "you must try to break yourself of the habit of assuming that I am perpetually trying to marry people."
"What about Jane and the Doctor?"
"I was a girl in the schoolroom when they fell in love with one another."
"You brought them together."
"I did nothing of the kind. Jane's visit was arranged long before I knew."
He was only half convinced.
"I don't want another wedding from here," he said a little gloomily. "One is all right. I like Jane, and it has been fun and amusement for you. But if Nanty and more pattern-books arrive I shall clear off."
"Were I stronger," I said, "I should shake you."
"Would you?" He laughed, holding his face to mine.