Meanwhile, dear Betty, are you making ready for your voyage to Spain ?" "I don't know," answered Betty gloomily.

"I am not sure that I trust you and your fine words.

If you want to marry me, as you swear, and be sure I look for nothing less, why cannot it be before we start, and how am I to know that you will do so when we get there ?" "You ask many questions, Betty, all of which I have answered before.

I have told you that I cannot marry you here because of that permission which is necessary on account of the difference in our ranks.

Here, where your place is known, it is not to be had; there, where you will pass as a great English lady--as of course you are by birth--I can obtain it in an hour.