IV
One week had passed since William Henry Weld was solemnly pigeon-holed for eternal reference.
The preacher received the couple in his study.
“Shall I marry you with the prayer-book, or would youse prefer the short cut?” he asked.
“Marry us on a deck of cards, if you choose!” faltered Arabella. Her eyes sought the floor, while the tell-tale blushes painted her lovely prospectus. “Only cinch the play, an' do it quick!”