I see no reason why you should not marry her secretly in London, in the name of Everard Dominey, and have the ceremony repeated under your rightful name later on." They had paused to help themselves to cigarettes, which were displayed with a cabinet of cigars on a round table in the hall.

Dominey waited for a moment before he answered.
"Has the Princess confided to you that that is her wish ?" he asked.
"Something of the sort," Seaman acknowledged.

"She wishes the suggestion, however, to come from you." "And your advice ?" Seaman blew out a little cloud of cigar smoke.
"My friend," he confessed, "I am a little afraid of the Princess.

I ask you no questions as to your own feelings with regard to her.

I take it for granted that as a man of honour it will be your duty to offer her your hand in marriage, sooner or later.