"It must be some dead woman's, then. I would sooner not. Can we not leave that out? Will it make any difference?" "No, dear. It will make no difference to our being truly wed." "Then please go on without it." So they left the ring out and read on to the end together. He closed the book and drew her to him as they knelt, and kissed her as his wife. "Now," he said, lifting her up. "We will put on record the most wonderful thing that has ever happened on this island, and then we will go home and prepare the marriage-feast.... I wonder now if James Elwes, M.A., late of Brasenose College, Oxford, is aware of the high use to which his Prayer-book is being put,"--as he pointed to the name inscribed on the fly-leaf, and turned over to the blank on the other side. "Do you think they know?" "I do not see why not. But as we never knew him, nor he us, it is possible he is not present." And suddenly those words at the beginning of the Marriage Service assumed a new and mighty significance for her. "In the face of this congregation" might mean more than she had ever dreamed of. Perhaps her mother had been there---- If she had, if she should be here now--it, was somewhat startling to think of--she would be glad, for she would know how good and true a man this was. But he was busily writing, and at the sight she cried, "Oh!"--for the writing was red and the ink was drawn from a little jag he had made in his arm. "In blood," she said, with a touch of dismay. "It could not be put to better use," he laughed. "It is all at your service ... to the very last drop.... How begin better than by setting down here that we are one till death?" "What you said made me think that perhaps my mother had been with us----" "I am sure she was, and mine too.... They will both approve, you may be sure.... Here is what I have written-- "'I, Wulfrey Dale, do hereby declare that I have this day taken Avice Drummond to be my lawful wedded wife.' And for you, 'I, Avice Drummond, do hereby declare that I have this day taken Wulfrey Dale to be my lawful wedded husband.' Now I will sign.... And you will sign there ... and I will add the date as far as we know it ... and our present place of abode--Sable Island." He held the book till the writing was dry, then kissed her signature. "It is the first time I have set eyes on your handwriting," he said. "It is like yourself--clear and strong and true ... Mistress Dale,"--with a smiling bow, as he handed her the book,--"your marriage-lines! You will like to keep them." "And the pen, please," she said, holding out her hand for it, and wrapping it and the book in a fold of her white robe. "These will be more to me than all the treasures of the world." He put his arm round her and they went slowly home--man and wife. BOOK V GARDEN OF EDEN LXI Happy? If all newly-married folk could find such happiness as was theirs, what a wonderful world it would be!