ping the boards under her foot to attract his attention.
"I was thinking over the proper words," answered Lawrence. "How does one make a formal proposal of marriage? I never did such a thing in my life."
"An informal one would do for fun."
"I never did that, either."
"Never?"
"Never."
"Really? Swear it, as they say on the stage." Fanny laughed softly.
"Oh, by Jove, yes!" answered Lawrence, promptly. "I'll swear to that by anything you please."
"Well—you'll have to do it some day, so you'd better practise at once," suggested Fanny. Lawrence did not notice that there was a sort of little relief in her tone.
"I suppose one says, 'My angel, will you be mine?'" he said. "That sounds like some book or other."
"It might do," answered Fanny, meditatively. "You ought to throw a little more expression
