"I fix this day fortnight." She held up her hands in protest.
"Why not?
My lawyer is ready.

There are no preparations to make.

You said when you accepted me that it was to be a private marriage." Mercy was obliged to own that she had certainly said that.
"We might be married at once--if the law would only let us.

This day fortnight! Say--Yes!" He drew her closer to him.

There was a pause.