At this point Ruggles and I differ as to what came next . He asserts that Sylvia turned square around and kissed the Old Fellow . But I 'm sure she just turned her face and gave him a look and then he kissed her . Anyhow , there they both were , going on at the silliest rate about how much they loved each other and how the Old Fellow thought she loved Micky and all that sort of thing . It was awful . I never thought the Old Fellow or Sylvia either could be so spooney . Ruggles and I would have given anything on earth to be out of that . We knew we 'd no business to be there and we felt as foolish as flatfish . It was a tremendous relief when the Old Fellow and Sylvia got up at last and trailed away , both of them looking idiotically happy . `` Well , did you ever ? '' said Ruggles . It was a girl 's exclamation , but nothing else would have expressed his feelings . `` No , I never , '' I said . `` To think that Sylvia Grant should be sweet on the Old Fellow when she could have Micky ! It passes comprehension . Did she -- did she really promise to marry him , Ruggles ? '' `` She did , '' said Ruggles gloomily . `` But , I say , is n't that Old Fellow game ? Tumbled to the trick in a jiff ; never let on but what he wrote the letter , never will let on , I bet . Where does the joke come in , Polly , my boy ? ''
`` It 's on us , '' I said , `` but nobody will know XXXXX it if we hold our tongues .
Fellow Polly around as at in of on that to