"Sir!" Her graceful neck stiffened as she looked at him.
"Don't you know that it is not in good form to receive the attentions of an old lover so soon after marriage?"
She stopped, jabbed the ground with her parasol and laughed. But in a moment she had repented of her merriment. "I wish you would go away," she said. "You have already caused me tears enough."
"What, so soon? The beautific smile, rather than the tear should be the emblem of the honeymoon. But this is not what I approached you to say. I wish to ask when I may expect a visit from you."
"I, visit you!"
"Yes. To ask me to sign the petition to the Court."
"I ask you now, sir."
"There!" said Sawyer, walking close beside the young woman.
"In the name of the love you bear this man?"