"No. We are going to Wanalah, so that you may look over the place and see what alterations are needed. I must tell you, Margaret, that an investment,--very wise or very lucky, I don't know which,--made by my father in my name, has suddenly borne fruit, making me, Jack Towns says--and he has charge of the business--three times over the richest man in Virginia. The wealth is of no consequence in itself, but I mention it so that in deciding what shall be done at Wanalah you need have no fear of expense before your eyes." "But church is at Round Hill, to-morrow, almost under our noses. If we don't attend, what will people say?" "Hang 'people.' We are 'people' now. We're happy and we're going to stay happy. And after all what can they say? They'll say that Boyd Westover and Margaret Conway are very much in love with each other, and we don't care to contradict that, do we?" "I do not," she answered. "Neither do I. So let them say on. They'll wonder when it is to be, and I'm wondering about that myself now. When is it to be, Margaret?" "I don't know. Of course I must have time to make a trousseau." "What for?" he asked. "Hang the trousseau, or make it after we're married. What's the difference? You've plenty of clothes, and you're charming in any of them." "But Boyd, dear,--" "But Margaret dear," he interrupted, "you see our marriage was to have occurred in the late summer or early fall. It has already been unreasonably delayed. It is nonsense to delay it further. Think a little, and think quick, and name a day." "If you must have it so, I suppose it must be so. You are the Master now. And besides--" She did not finish her sentence till he challenged it, saying: "Besides what, Margaret?" "I was only thinking," she answered, "that I can't persuade Millicent to stay much longer, and I do want her to be my first bridesmaid. You see, Boyd, it isn't only that I'm very fond of her--I am _very grateful to her_." "So am I," he answered with emphasis, but neither the one nor the other said aught of the occasion for gratitude. They both understood. But he eagerly grasped at the helping hand: "Then you _must_ name a very early day, or she will have flitted." "Let me see," she said; "the election will occur one week from next Tuesday; that is ten days hence. Our wedding shall occur on the day after you are elected Senator." "But suppose I should not be elected?" "In that case the day will come round just the same," she said; "but you will be elected. I have Dr. Farnsworth's positive assurance that you will be elected by the largest majority any candidate ever received in this district, and Dr. Farnsworth is a man who deals exclusively in facts, never in conjectures." "Then you have concerned yourself about my election?" "How could it be otherwise? As I told you in the long ago, Boyd, I am not a woman who loves lightly or lightly forgets." "I know," he answered. "Your father is taking his supper alone. Go to him at once. I'll mount and away."