"We declare it, do we not, my dear Grace ?" said he.
Relieved of her doubt, somewhat overawed, and ever anxious to please, she was disposed to settle the matter; yet, womanlike, she would not relinquish her opportunity of asking a concession of some sort.

"If our wedding can be at church, I say yes," she answered, in a measured voice.

"If not, I say no." Fitzpiers was generous in his turn.

"It shall be so," he rejoined, gracefully.

"To holy church we'll go, and much good may it do us." They returned through the bushes indoors, Grace walking, full of thought between the other two, somewhat comforted, both by Fitzpiers's ingenious explanation and by the sense that she was not to be deprived of a religious ceremony.