Angela is well enough to
travel if great care be taken of her, and the Princesse will not
spare that. Cyrillon can go with them--I should think that might be
managed?"
He smiled as he put this question. Sylvie smiled in answer and
replied demurely--
"I should think so!"
"But the Cardinal," resumed Aubrey, "and--and Manuel--must go to-
night. I will see Prince Sovrani and arrange it. And Sylvie--will
you marry me to-morrow morning?"
Her eyes opened wide and she laughed.
"Why yes, if you wish it!" she said. "But--so soon?"
"Darling, the sooner the better! I mean to take every possible
method of making our marriage binding in the sight of the world,
before the Vatican has time to launch its thunders. If you are
willing, we can be married at the American Consulate to-morrow
morning. You must remember that though born of British parents, I do
not resign my American citizenship, and would not forego being of
the New World for all the old worlds ever made! The American Consul
knows me well, and he will begin to make things legal for us to-
morrow if you are ready."
"BEGIN to make things legal?" echoed Sylvie smiling. "Will he do no
more than begin?"
"My sweetheart, he cannot. He will make you mine according to
American law.
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