"
"Rich fathers are usually indignant when their daughters wish to
marry poor men. He can have no other objection to me."
"Have you any money saved up, Harry?"
"Yes, I've got two thousand dollars in the bank to furnish our flat
with."
"We shall have to go to a justice of the peace, for father will not
let me be married at home. Oh, if Aunt Ella were here."
"Where is she?"
"In England. She's the wife of a baronet, and he is rich and so is
Aunt Ella."
"Maude, let's elope and go to England for our honeymoon."
* * * * * * *
Aunt Ella and Alice had been to Ketchley to make some purchases for
young Quincy's wardrobe. As they entered the house a maid said that a
young lady and gentleman were waiting to see them.
"Both of us?" queried Aunt Ella.
The maid replied: "They said they wished to see Lady Fernborough and
Mrs. Quincy Adams Sawyer."
"I will see if baby is all right and join you in a few minutes," said
Alice.
Aunt Ella passed her hat and wrap to the maid, and entered the
drawing room.
"Maude Sawyer, what cloud did you drop from? Where did you come from?
Excuse me," said Aunt Ella as she espied Maude's companion, who had
kept in the background.
"This is my husband, Mr. Harry Merry. We're just from London. We've
been doing the town. What a big noisy place."
Alice came in and the introduction was repeated.
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