"The most barefaced hint I ever heard in my life," said Lawrence.
"Well, I thought I would take her a small present——"
"A pity you can't hold yourself in a little more," was the answer.
"You must gush!"
"Anyhow," Carrissima continued quite humbly, "I went to Donaldson's—Phoebe, I saw the duckiest little opal brooch. I was half tempted——"
"For goodness' sake get along with the story!" cried Lawrence fretfully.
"I bought a card-case—silver," said Carrissima.
"Gun metal would have done just as well," suggested Lawrence.
"When I asked the man to engrave Bridget's initials on it," said Carrissima, "he knew what they were without being told. He knew her number in Golfney Place too!"
"Ah, then father had been there before you!" exclaimed Lawrence.
"Yes," answered Carrissima, "and he has taken her to Richmond to lunch!"