"I don't think I shall be back this way in a hurry," remarked Jack. "The fact is, boys—I don't mind telling it to you now—I'm engaged to Mrs. Roberts! We are to meet at the Cape and be married there."
"The deuce you say!" Harry remarked.
"Yes, actually so; I proposed to her the morning we broke camp, and she accepted!"
There was a pause, which I broke by saying, "Jack and I can be 'best men' for each other, as I'm engaged to Miss Boland, and am to meet her for marriage at the Cape!"
Harry and Jack both gave prolonged whistles as I finished my little story, and after his whistle Harry remarked, "I thought from what she said she was engaged to a fellow in England!"
"So did I," said Jack; "and this quiet, inoffensive, demure old Manson has cut us both out!"
"That he has!" said Harry. "'Still waters run deep!'"
THE END.