"That is odd," said Lawrence. "I thought this was your wedding journey."
"So it is, in a measure," said she, "but there is no necessity of his coming here. Didn't I tell you that my aunt was opposed to the marriage?" "But she might as well make up her mind to it now," he said.
"She is not in the habit of making up her mind to things she don't like. Do you know," she added, looking around with a half smile, as if she took pleasure in astonishing him, "that Aunt Keswick is going to try to have us divorced?"
"What!" exclaimed Croft. "Divorced! Is there any ground for it?"
"She has other matrimonial plans for me, that's all."
"What an extraordinary individual she must be!" he exclaimed. "But she can never carry out such a ridiculous scheme as that."
"I don't know," she said. "She has already consulted Mr Brandon on the subject."
"What nonsense!" cried Croft. "If you and Mr Null are satisfied, nobody else has anything to do with it."
"Mr Null and I are of one mind," said she, "and agree perfectly. But don't you think it is a terrible thing to know you must always face an irritated aunt?"
"Oh," said Croft, looking around at her very coldly and sternly, "I begin to see. I suppose a separation would improve your prospects in life. But it can't be done if your husband is opposed to it."