"It isn't meself that's holding ye back.

It's God.
He'll join the two of ye together in His own good time, but ye can't hurry Him.

Ye've got to bide His time." "I can't!" Isabel said.

"I can't! You're all conspiring against me.

I know--I know! Give me my cloak, and I will go." Biddy heaved a great sigh, the tears were running down her cheeks, but her face was quite resolute.