"In the afternoon, from Southampton. The special train leaves Waterloo at noon."
"Capital!" cried Diana. "We can be married at half-past ten, and drive straight to the station, afterwards. There is sure to be a luncheon-car on the train. We can have our wedding-breakfast en route, and I can see you off from Southampton. I have always wanted to see over one of those big liners. I may see you off, mayn't I, Cousin David?"
"If you wish," he said, gently.
"I can send my own motor down to Southampton the day before, and it will be an easy run back home, from there. We can hire a car for the wedding. Wouldn't that be a good plan?"
"Quite a good plan," agreed David.
"God-papa shall marry us," said Diana; "and then I can make him leave out anything in the service I don't want to have read."
David sat up instantly.
"No," he said; "to that I cannot agree. Not one word must be omitted. If we are married according to the prescribed rules of our Church, we must not pick and choose as to what our Church shall say to us, as we humbly stand before her altar. I refuse to go through the service if a word is omitted."
Diana's eyes flashed rebellion.
"My dear Cousin David, have you read the wedding service?"