“No, you are very right,” he replied. “I have it in my pocket.”
In a shaking voice she uttered, “I might have known you would have!”
“I dare say you may not have thought of it before.”
No adequate words with which to answer him presented themselves to her. She could only say, “I suppose you have even provided for the necessary clergyman to perform the ceremony?”
“We are going to halt at the parsonage on our way,” he said.
“Then I hope very much that the parson may refuse to go with us!” she cried.
“He will certainly crowd us,” he agreed, “but it will not be for very many minutes, after all.”
Her bosom swelled. “I have a very good mind to tell him that I am being constrained against my will, and have no desire to marry your cousin!”
“You have not the least need to tell him so; you have only to tell me,” he responded calmly.
There was another pause. “I suppose you think me excessively silly!” Elinor said resentfully.