"For joy ?" He laughed a little uneasily as he said it.

His eyes ran through the document.
"The Honourable Tom Ferrol, of Stavely Castle, County Galway, Ireland, bachelor, and Christine Marie Lavilette, of the Township of Bonaventure, in the Province of Lower Canada, spinster, Are hereby granted," etc., etc., etc., "according to the laws of the Province of Upper Canada," etc., etc., etc.
He put it in his pocket.
"For better or for worse, then," he said, and descended the stairs.
Presently, as he went through the village, he noticed signs of hostility to himself.

Cries of Vive la Canada! Vive la France! a bas l'Anglais! came to him out of the murmuring and excitement.

But the Regimental Surgeon took off his cap to him, very conspicuously advancing to meet him, and they exchanged a few words.
"By the way, monsieur," the Regimental Surgeon added, as he took his leave, "I knew of this some days ago, and, being a justice of the peace, it was my duty to inform the authorities--yes of course! One must do one's duty in any case," he said, in imitation of English bluffness, and took his leave.
Ten minutes later Christine and Ferrol were on their way to the English province to be married.
That afternoon at three o'clock, as they left the little English-speaking village man and wife, they heard something which startled them both.

It was a bear-trainer, singing to his bear the same weird song, without words, which Vanne Castine sang to Michael.