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"Now, gel, come along, we're waiting for your signature."
I cannot remember that I read anything. I cannot remember that anything
was read to me. I was told where to sign, and I signed, thinking what
must be must be, and that was all I had to do with the matter.
I was feeling a little sick, nevertheless, and standing by the tire
with one foot on the fender, when Lord Raa came up to me at the end, and
said in his drawling voice:
"So it's done."
"Yes, it's done," I answered.
After a moment he talked of where we were to live, saying we must of
course pass most of our time in London.
"But have you any choice about the honeymoon," he said, "where we should
spend it, I mean?"
I answered that he would know best, but when he insisted on my choosing,
saying it was my right to do so, I remembered that during my time in the
Convent the one country in the world I had most desired to see was the
Holy Land.
Never as long as I live shall I forget the look in his lordship's grey
eyes when I gave this as my selection.


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