"No, you tiresome thing, of course not; but it came upon _me_ very suddenly." "Oh!" After all a bite may with truth be called sudden by the angler who has long and persistently cast over that and every other rise within reach. "You see," said Madeline, "I had not seen him for a long time, and somehow his being so much older and--and everything, and----" Di recalled the outward presentment of Sir Henry--elderly, gouty, the worse for town wear. "I see," she said gravely. There was a pause. "I knew you would feel with me about it," said Madeleine, affectionately. "I always think you are so sympathetic." "But you _did_ think it over--it did occur to you before he asked you?" said the sympathizer in rather a low voice. "Oh yes! The night before I thought of it." "The night before?" echoed Di. "Yes, that last evening at Narbury. I don't know how it was; there were some much prettier girls there than me, but I was quite monopolized by the men--Lord Algy and Captain Graham in particular; it was really most embarrassing. I have such a dislike to being made conspicuous. One on each side of the piano, you know; and, as I told them, they ought not to leave the other girls in the way they were doing. There were two girls who had no one to speak to all the evening. I begged them to go and talk to them, but they would not listen; and Sir Henry stood about near, and would insist on turning over, and somehow suddenly I thought he meant something, but I never thought it would be so quick. Men are so strange. I sometimes think they look at things _quite_ differently from a woman. It's such a solemn thought to me that we have got to influence them, and draw them up." "Or draw them on," said Di gravely--"one or the other, or both at the same time. Yes, it's very solemn. When did you say Sir Henry became sudden?" "Next morning--the very next morning, after breakfast, in the orchid-house. I just wandered in there to read my letters. It took me entirely by surprise. It is such a comfort to talk to you, dear Di. I know you do enter into it all so." "Not into the orchid-house," said Di, looking straight in front of her. "You naughty thing!" said Madeleine, delightedly. "I shall shake you if you tease like that." To threaten to shake any one was Madeleine's sheet-anchor in the form of repartee. Di knit her white brows. "And though the idea had never so much as crossed your mind till a few hours before, still you accepted him?" she asked. "No," said Madeleine, withdrawing her hand with dignity; "of course I did not. I don't know what other girls feel about it, but with me there is something too solemn, too sacred, in an engagement of that kind to rush into it all in a moment. I told him so, and that I must think it over, and that I could not answer him anything at once." "And how long did you think it over?"