“Our marriage.”
He hesitated an instant. His face, which had been very pale, flushed quickly. She was disturbed at such a change.
“Have I made you angry in any way?”
But he had already conquered himself, and pressed her hands tenderly, with a grasp that seemed to cover everything.
“Yes, it is decided upon, and it is sufficient for you to wish for a thing that it should be done, no matter how many obstacles may oppose it. Henceforward my one great desire in life will be to obey you.”
Then her face beamed with perfect happiness and delight.
She did not have a single doubt. All seemed to her quite natural, to be so well-arranged that it could be finished on the morrow with the same ease as in many of the miracles of the “Golden Legend.” The idea never occurred to her that there should be the slightest hindrance or the least delay. Since they really loved each other, why should they be any longer separated? It was the most simple thing in the world for two persons who loved each other to be married. She was so secure in her happiness that she was perfectly calm.
“Since it is agreed upon,” she said jokingly, “give me your hand.”
He took her little hand and kissed it, as he said:
“It is all arranged.”