I know you think I'm old fashioned, Steve, and in some ways I am but me dearest wish is for you both to be happy. I need to know that there will be somebody around to look after Dora when neither Slugger nor I is here. Obviously you two have moved on in your relationship and that is entirely your business. You are both of age and although other people are entitled to their opinion they have no right to interfere. When you are in my house you may sleep together when you wish. Dora is mistress of Follyfoot so the same should apply there. I am saying however please be discreet especially where Hazel and Slugger are concerned.'
'Of course, uncle.'
'Thank you for being honest with me, Steve. I will have a few quiet words with Slugger and Mrs. Porter.'
'I promise you I'll always be here for Dora. We've had our differences in the past but spending time with you has had a steadying influence on me. The thought of having blazing rows with Dora now and hurting her is completely alien to me.'
'I can ask no more from you than that.'
Dora returned then having spoken to the sister. 'They're quite pleased with you, uncle but you'll probably be in here for a few more days.'
'Well so long as they get me patched up properly I'll be quite happy. I'm being well cared for- oh there goes the bell for the end of visiting.'
'Anything particular you want brought in tomorrow? asked Dora.
'Could I have my journal please and a decent pen? You'll find them on my desk. I'd prefer you to bring them in, not Mrs Porter. I'm writing my life story.' She leant over to kiss him. 'Right, we'll see you tomorrow night.'
On the way home Steve told Dora about the conversation he'd just had with the colonel.
'So he gave us his blessing?'
'Well, I wouldn't quite say that but his only concern is for our happiness. I think he'd quite like us to get married but I'm in no financial position to offer you that.'
'Putting that aside, Steve, would you marry me?'
'I certainly love you enough to make that commitment but your parents would never agree.'
'I'm of age, Steve.'
'But your parents give you an allowance and that would probably stop.'
'I'm sure I could talk daddy round.'
'Look sweetheart, let's just leave it for now. If we can make a go of it at the colonel's then in a few months time we can think seriously about marriage. In the meantime consider this as a proposal- in fact I'll even go down on one knee if you want me to and we'll get engaged. perhaps we won't tell your parents though, we'll see what uncle says.'
'Steve, I don't want you to go down on one knee but will ask me properly by the lightning tree?'
'Of course, but not tonight. We need to do it properly. I'll tell Mrs. Porter not to get a meal ready for us tomorrow night and we'll get something out after we've seen uncle. In the morning we'll take some time off to buy you a ring, lucky I've not banked my pay yet this month.'
'I don't want anything fancy, Steve. Just a token.'
'And the meal out may just have to be fish and chips but while we're out buying the ring we'll get a bottle of wine.'