The young man's voice grew hushed and solemn, and he lifted his hand in silence:
"Close the door. That meeting is not for the eyes of the world! Close the door upon that sacred scene where great-aunt and nephew are united at last."
A long pause followed; deep emotion was visible in Miss Barrison's sensitive face. She said:
"Then—you are married?"
"No," replied Mr. Kensett, in a mortified voice.
"Why not?" I asked, amazed.
"Because," he said, "although my fiancée was prepared to accept a cat as her great-aunt, she could not endure the complications that followed."
"What complications?" inquired Miss Barrison.
The young man sighed profoundly, shaking his head.