Whether or not they loved, without doubt the husband and wife perfectly understood one another.

So next morning, after a brief consultation with Dr.Grey, Christian sat down and wrote to these grand University ladies, who, though not an atom better than herself, would, she knew well--and smiled, half amused at the knowledge--a year ago have scarcely recognized her existence, that Mrs.Grey "accepted with pleasure" their kind invitations.
When the day came round she dressed herself, for the first time in her whole life, in proper evening costume--white silk, white lace, ornaments, and flowers.

Not too youthful a toilet, for she had no wish to appear young now, but still bridal--a "bride adorned with her jewels," only these were but few.

She was fastening her one opal brooch, and looking into the mirror, half sad, half wondering to see herself so fair, when Dr.Grey entered.
He had a jeweler's case in his hand.

Awkwardly, even nervously, he fastened a cross round her neck, and put a bracelet on her arm.