"I was sure of it," said Carl.
When he left, Jane wondered if he had promised or given her father any money; she half suspected there had been some bargaining and resented the thought. She knew her father loved her dearly, but he also loved money and would go far to get it.
Tom Thrush came home, putting a bold face on, but looked rather sheepish.
"It's settled; I've taken him. We're to be married in Little Trent
Church. Parson's coming to see us about it," she said.
"Drat him, what's he coming for?" said Tom irritably.
"Carl says we're to be married as soon as possible by special license.
I suppose that's what he's coming about," replied Jane.
"He's in a hurry."
"We're going to the sea—for the honeymoon," said Jane, blushing prettily.
"She's a beauty," thought Tom. "I wonder if she could have done better for herself?" He was seldom satisfied with anything.
"Where to, what seaside?" he asked.