"Well, I was concerned about you, in all this storm!" she exclaimed.
"Thank goodness you're home, anyway. You haven't seen Lise, have you?"
"Lise?" Janet repeated. "Hasn't she been home?"
"Your father and I have been alone all day long. Not that it is so uncommon for Lise to be gone. I wish it wasn't! But you! When you didn't come home for supper I was considerably worried."
Janet sat down between her mother and father and began to draw off her gloves.
"I'm going to marry Mr. Ditmar," she announced.
For a few moments the silence was broken only by the ticking of the old-fashioned clock.
"Mr. Ditmar!" said Hannah, at length. "You're going to marry Mr. Ditmar!"
Edward was still inarticulate. His face twitched, his eyes watered as he stared at her.
"Not right away," said Janet.
"Well, I must say you take it rather cool," declared Hannah, almost resentfully. "You come in and tell us you're going to marry Mr. Ditmar just like you were talking about the weather."