'But—but—you used to be very well off.'
'I'm better off now. I'm working.'
She was silent for a moment.
'Of course it's impossible for you to leave. You couldn't, could you?'
'No.'
'I can't either.'
'Then I suppose we must face the embarrassment.'
'But why must it be embarrassing? You said yourself you had—got over it.'
'Absolutely. I am engaged to be married.'
She gave a little start. She drew a pattern on the gravel with her foot before she spoke.