Her only reply was a low, sweet laugh, but their father answered:
“Yes, I have withdrawn my objection to a speedy union, as I felt that Harold deserved a great reward, and he preferred that to any other.”
“And when is it to be?” asked Max.
“When she has had time to prepare her trousseau.”
“And I fear that will take so long that I shall miss the sight,” sighed Max.
“Don’t despair, son; you or I may be able to get an extension of your leave of absence,” said his father.
“Perhaps, father, if they do not delay too long.”
“But we could hardly have a grand wedding now while Neddie is so ill,” said Violet; “especially as Harold is his physician.”
“It needn’t be a grand wedding, mamma; I should prefer a quiet one,” said Grace; “but I am certainly in no hurry about it.”