Shewasinastateofgreatexcitement，andthemusclesofherarmsweretwitchingnervously。ItwasevidentthatshewasonlywaitingforthedoortoshuttotellRachelallaboutit。Indeed，directlytheywereinsideherroom，shesatontheendofthebedandsaid，“IsupposeyouthinkI’mmad？“
Rachelwasnotinthemoodtothinkclearlyaboutanyone’sstateofmind。Shewashoweverinthemoodtosaystraightoutwhateveroccurredtoherwithoutfearoftheconsequences。
“Somebody’sproposedtoyou，“sheremarked。
“Howonearthdidyouguessthat？“Evelynexclaimed，somepleasureminglingwithhersurprise。“DoasIlookasifI’djusthadaproposal？“
“Youlookasifyouhadthemeveryday，“Rachelreplied。