"I would go further than that, miss, to see you married, and so would my Sam. We'll come to your wedding, if we have to walk every inch of the way."
"That's right," said Bernard; "that's the right spirit! But you will have to allow me to pay your fare, for you might not arrive in time if you walk the sixty miles or so to Hastings, and I shall be only too pleased to pay your fare."
Doris wanted to see Sam, but he was away with his cab, and therefore she could only leave a message for him.
She was exceedingly happy as she returned to Hastings with Bernard in a luxurious corridor-train--so happy, indeed, that she felt at peace with all the world, and therefore ventured to suggest:
"Couldn't we have your mother to our wedding, too, Bernard?"
The young man's face darkened, and his voice shook as he answered, "No, I think not. I--I could not."
"We shall have to forgive her, dear," pleaded Doris.
"Yes--in time. You must give me time, dear." Bernard was silent for several minutes after that, and then he said abruptly, "We will go to see her after we are married."
"Yes, dear," acquiesced Doris; "I should like that."
The day came quickly which was to make them man and wife.