The young Canadian tried to express his gratitude, but broke down at the first words.
"Never mind," said the Captain, laughing. "Don't try to thank me. Your father knows, of course?"
"Yes, sir. I spoke to him before I left Ottawa. He and all our family are delighted with my choice."
"And when is it to be?" asked the Captain, still laughing.
"What?"
"The wedding, of course!"
M. La Touche's dark face reddened like a girl's. "I don't know, sir. We have not come to that yet."
"Let me help you over the difficulty, then. Make it a double wedding."
"A double wedding?"
"Yes. My daughter Kate is to be married to Mr. Stanford on the fifth of June. Why not make it a double match."