All things were done in order, though Juanna made no reply to the usual questions.

With much sham courtesy the loathsome Pereira presided over the ceremony--their hands were joined, the ring was set upon Juanna's finger, the blessing was pronounced, and it was finished.
All this while Leonard stood like a man in a dream.

He felt as though he were really being married; it even came into his mind, as he looked upon the loveliness of the mock bride at his side, that a worse fate might befall him.

Then of a sudden he woke from his reverie--the farce was played, now they must strive to escape.
"There, that is done with, Dom Antonio," he said, "and I think I heard this lady whisper that with your permission we will bid you good-bye.

My canoe----" "Nonsense, you will stop here to-night," said Pereira.
"Thanks, I think not," answered Leonard.