"Who asks your sanction or Sir John's?
By God's grace your sister will grow to be a woman soon and mistress of herself.

I am in no desperate haste to get me wed, and by nature--as you may be observing--I am a wondrous patient man.

I'll even wait," And he pulled at his pipe.
"Waiting cannot avail you in this, Sir Oliver.

'Tis best you should understand.

We are resolved, Sir John and I." "Are you so?
God's light.