Miss Thane gazed at him with an expression of outrage in her face, and said: 'Tristram, are you daring - actually daring - to choose this out of all other moments to make me an offer?' 'Yes,' replied Sir Tristram. 'I am. Why not?' Miss Thane sat up. 'Have you sense of romance?' she demanded. 'I won't - no, I be proposed to with my hair falling down my back, a bandage round my head, and very likely a black eye as well! It is quite monstrous of you!' He smiled. 'Indeed, you will. You look delightfully. Will you marry me?