"I think so. It would be good for you to meet these priests before they—"
"Then I will come, if my mother gives me leave. When will you go?"
"We should be riding in not less than a week from now. But, mistress—"
"No, I have thought of it. I will come—if my mother gives me leave."
He nodded briskly and brightly. He loved courage, and he understood that this decision of hers had required courage.
"Then my sister shall come for you, and—"
"No, Mr. Babington, there is no need. We shall start from Derby?"
"Why, yes."
"Then my maid and I will ride down there and sleep at the inn, and be ready for you on the day that you appoint."
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