Lady Luxellian was only a squire's daughter.

Now, don't you see how foolish the old fancy was?
But come, she is indoors waiting to see you.

It is as good as a play, too,' continued the vicar, as they walked towards the house.

'I courted her through the privet hedge yonder: not entirely, you know, but we used to walk there of an evening--nearly every evening at last.

But I needn't tell you details now; everything was terribly matter-of-fact, I assure you.