‘You think Gudrun would have me, and we should be happy?’ he said.

‘Yes, I’m SURE!’ she cried.

Her eyes were round with delight. Yet underneath she was constrained, she knew her own insistence.

‘Oh, I’m SO glad,’ she added.

He smiled.

‘What makes you glad?’ he said.

‘For HER sake,’ she replied. ‘I’m sure you’d — you’re the right man for her.’

‘You are?’ he said. ‘And do you think she would agree with you?’

‘Oh yes!’ she exclaimed hastily. Then, upon reconsideration, very uneasy: