"A proposal? Marriage? Jeeves, this is absurd. If I didn't know you better, I'd think you were joking." No sir, I am not joking," Jeeves said. "Do you...not remember this young woman?"I thought intently on it, which was no easy task, given that my brain still felt like it had been mauled by a pride of lions. After a time I did recall a very attractive young female in a very tight dress who had large fingernails and large hair, and eyebrows that flared so dramatically they looked like they were. Tell your folks I said hi,’ Eugenia’s father said wistfully, then lumbered back up the stairs to leave the two of them alone. Eugenia slowly nodded. Her eyes were pink at the edges and she shivered slightly. Betty had never seen her look so vulnerable before. ‘I’m so sorry…I had no idea.’ ‘I don’t need your bleedin’ sympathy, Betty,’ Eugenia grumbled. ‘A job’s a job. Not that you’d know anything about that.’ Betty spotted the pile of underwear on the floor and felt ill. How long had her. We need to talk. And thank you, my beauties," I added, "that was wonderful. You don't know how long I'd been waiting."Back at work I looked in at Fran's desk in the open-plan part of the office to let her know she would find a couple of guests when she got home. Her eyes widened as I told her briefly about the twins. "The daughters of that pompous Marjoribanks man from the American bank?" she whispered. (When the tie-in had been agreed George and some of his colleagues had visited our office. I just love watching them work you around to their way of thinking. I for one can't wait until they become teenagers and go out on their first dates. It will be so funny watching you walk the floor until they come home, or you shoot one of their boyfriends because you don't like him, or you go crazy trying to figure out why they like him. I think the next ten or so years are going to be very entertaining for me." That's not funny Tran, and you rushing it doesn't help. Now I will have.