Christine chose a single stone; the ring just fitted, and she turned her little hand about delightedly to show Jimmy how the diamond flashed.
She felt as if she were walking on air as they left the shop. Now and then she glanced at Jimmy as if afraid that she had dreamed all this.
She had loved him all her life; she was sure that he, too, must have loved her, or he would never have asked her to be his wife.
They had tea together. Over the buttered muffins Jimmy said suddenly:
"Christine, why can't we get married—soon, I mean!"
Lovely colour dyed her face.
"But—but we've only just got engaged," she said breathlessly.
"I know; but engagements are always short nowadays. If you are willing——"
Apparently she was more than willing; she would have married him that minute had he suggested it, She said she must speak to her mother about it.
"There is your brother to tell, too," she said.