“I’ll try.”
“Just to show ’em both, I got engaged.”
“Darcy!”
“Yes; and one evening when both of the girls were being just a little extra peacocky over their double wedding next October and letting me understand what a favor it was to me that I was to be double maid of honor, I just up and told ’em I didn’t know whether I could be as I had an important engagement to be married myself.”
“Lovely! Gorgeous!”
“They jumped at the English letters. So I told them that I thought I might as well own up about the affair; how I’d met him on my vacation in Canada and helped him try out horses for the British Government, which had sent him over for that purpose when he was wounded, and we had corresponded ever since. It was awfully well done, if I do say it as shouldn’t.”
“Let me get this right,” pleaded Gloria.
“You made him all up yourself, just on the basis of those war-office letters?”
“N-no. That’s just the trouble.”
“You didn’t make him up?”