"I suppose so.

You think----" "She's just terribly in love with him!" "I expect that's the way it ought to be," he said, then drew upon his pipe for reflection, and became murmurous with the symptoms of melancholy laughter.

"It don't make things less of a puzzle, though, does it ?" "In what way, Virgil ?" "Why, here," he said--"here we go through all this muck and moil to help fix things nicer for her at home, and what's it all amount to?
Seems like she's just gone ahead the way she'd 'a' gone anyhow; and now, I suppose, getting ready to up and leave us! Ain't that a puzzle to you?
It is to me." "Oh, but things haven't gone that far yet." "Why, you just said----" She gave a little cry of protest.

"Oh, they aren't ENGAGED yet.

Of course they WILL be; he's just as much interested in her as she is in him, but----" "Well, what's the trouble then ?" "You ARE a simple old fellow!" his wife exclaimed, and then rose from her chair.