“Mind? The quieter the better for me! I think a smart wedding is a preventive of matrimony. That sounds like a bull. I will say I think there are many wretched bachelors living in dismal chambers, and preyed upon by landladies, who might have been happily married, but for the fear of a smart wedding. We will have as quiet a wedding as you and Disney can desire; but I should like Lostwithiel to be present. He is my only near relation, and I don’t want to cut him on the happiest day of my life. Why, Mrs. Disney, you are trembling! You have agitated yourself about this business; you have talked too much for your strength. Let me take you back to the carriage.” “Presently--yes, yes. The heat overcame me for a moment, that’s all. Would you mind not waiting for Lord Lostwithiel? I want the marriage to be at once--directly--as soon as Father Rodwell can get it arranged. And you don’t know where a telegram would reach your brother?” “Indeed, I do not; but by speculating a few messages of inquiry I could soon find out the whereabouts of the _Eurydice_.” “Don’t wait for that. There would be delay. There must be delay if you have to consult any distant person’s convenience. We are all here--you and Allegra, and Martin and I--and Father Rodwell would like to marry you. What do you want with anybody else?” “Upon my word, I think you are right! Allegra is a creature of impulse--where principle is not at stake. If I asked her to marry me six weeks hence she would parley and make terms. If I ask her to marry me in a few days--before we leave Rome--she may consent. Have you talked to your husband? Is he of your opinion?” “I have said nothing to him; but I know he would be pleased to see you and Allegra bound together for life.” “I will talk to him this afternoon. One can get everything one wants in Rome, I believe, from a papal dispensation down to an English solicitor. If we can but rattle through some kind of marriage settlement to your husband’s satisfaction we can be married on the earliest day to which my darling will consent. God bless you, Mrs. Disney, for your unselfish thought of other people’s happiness! You are not like most invalids, who would let a sister languish in lifelong spinsterhood rather than lose her as a nurse. God grant that your unselfishness may be recompensed by speedy recovery!” “There will be a weight off my mind when you and Allegra are married,” said Isola, gravely.