"What I have always hated is Government interference. Why can't I be married when I like? Why have I to get a license and all that nonsense? Why must I wait till the day after to-morrow?" He grew indignant.
"It's past twelve now; it is to-morrow," said Cecily.
"Quite so. As you suggest, Cecily, we could be married to-day but for these absurd restrictions. There's a train at eight from Fillingford——"
"You're going—both of you—by that?" Mina cried.
"I hope it suits you, because we want you to come with us, if you'll be so kind," said Harry.
"You see it would look just a little unusual if we went alone," added Cecily.
"And it's not going to look unusual anyhow? Are you mad? Or—or do you mean it?"
"Don't you think both may be true?" asked Harry.
Cecily's gravity broke down. She kissed Mina again, laughing in an abandonment of exultation.
"Oh, you're both mad!"