Considering that this was not a question, it was certainly couched in a form conducive to eliciting information.
"I have, and I have not," said Di. "Of course I know what you expected, but it did not happen."
"You mean John did not propose to you?"
"No, granny."
Mrs. Courtenay was silent. She was prepared to be seriously annoyed with Di, and it seemed John was in fault after all. There is no relaxation for a natural irritability in being angry with a person a hundred miles off.
"I think he meant to," said Di, turning pink.
Mrs. Courtenay saw the change of colour with surprise.
"My dear," she said, "do you care for him?"
"Yes," said Di, looking straight at her grandmother.
"I am very thankful," said Mrs. Courtenay. "I have nothing left to wish for."