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 "People take you to supper at beautiful restaurants." Ronald breathed the sigh of relief of a man who has arranged an important matter satisfactorily, and said:

"Well, we'd better get on or we shan't have proper time for lunch."

They walked briskly out of the Temple and climbed on to a motorbus. When they had settled down in their seats, Ronald chuckled and said: "By Jove! the fellows will be sick when they hear we're engaged. It's something like a score, besides being jolly itself."

Then he turned a little gloomy, and said: "But we ought to have taken a taxi. I don't believe Lascelles minor would let the girl he was engaged to go on a 'bus."

"I shouldn't have thought he was engaged if he wrote letters to me," said Pollyooly in some surprise.

"Now I come to think of it, he isn't," said Ronald.

"Then how does he know what he'd do?" said Pollyooly triumphantly.

Ronald's face cleared.