"She told me so last night.

She is going to be married in a fortnight's time." "Who to ?" exclaimed the girls.
"To"-- the Story Girl threw a defiant glance at me as if to say, "You can't spoil the surprise of THIS, anyway,"-- "to--the Awkward Man." For a few moments amazement literally held us dumb.
"You're not in earnest, Sara Stanley ?" gasped Felicity at last.
"Indeed I am.

I thought you'd be astonished.

But I wasn't.

I've suspected it all summer, from little things I've noticed.