“My dear marquis, let me congratulate you! Have you set the day?”
“O, the details have yet to be arranged. But I have spoken to her mother.”
A light began to break upon the Younger.
“And The General is favourable?”
“The General is favourable—most favourable. She could not be favourable enough.”
I have not explained that Susannah’s parent, in virtue of a striking resemblance to the Father of her Country, and of certain military qualities which she possessed, was known among her fellow exiles as The General.
“I hope Susannah was equally favourable,” the Younger lightly threw out.
“She was not there. But after the mother has given her assurance——”
The Younger began incontinently to laugh.
“My poor marquis! Didn’t you know?”