“Agreed.”
“But,” said Renzo, “you must be silent and talk to no one about it.”
“Need you tell me that?” said Tony; “you know me.”
“The curate has some foolish reason for putting off my marriage, and I wish to hasten it. I am told that the parties going before him with two witnesses, and the one saying, This is my wife, and the other, This is my husband, that the marriage is lawful. Do you understand me?”
“You wish me to go as a witness?”
“Yes.”
“And you will pay the twenty-five livres?”
“Yes.”
“Done; I agree to it.”
“But we must find another witness.”