But it does record that when, on their return, Mr Armstrong chanced to come out on to the door- step, where the two stood unmounted, Roger said-- "Armstrong, Rosalind has promised to be my wife." The tutor flushed a little at this not unexpected announcement; then taking his pupil's arm, he said-- "It means great happiness for you both.

I am glad--very glad." But why, if he was so glad, did he slink off to his study forthwith and play a dirge on his piano, and there sit listlessly in his chair for the rest of the morning staring out of the window through his glass, till Jill tripped in and fetched him down to lunch, saying-- "Dear Mr Armstrong, try not to be too awfully sorry.

_I_ think no one is as nice as you.".