"Since this is how they treat you for my sake--Ye rob him of my portrait, do ye?
Well, then, he shall have the face itself, such as it is." "Oh, Margaret!" "Yes, Gerard; since they are so cruel, I will be the kinder: forgive me for refusing you.

I will be your wife: to-morrow, if it is your pleasure." Gerard kissed her hands with rapture, and then her lips; and in a tumult of joy ran for Peter and Martin.

They came and witnessed the betrothal; a solemn ceremony in those days, and indeed for more than a century later, though now abolished..