It's too late.

Do you know, Jack, I'm not sure he did spoil your game after all!" He turned towards her swiftly, and she thrust out her hands to him with a quick sob that became a laugh as she felt his arms about her.
"You hairless monster!" she said.

"What woman ever wanted freedom when she could have--Love ?" * * * * * Two days later Viscount Merrivale's friends at the club read with interest and some amusement the announcement that his marriage to Miss Hilary St.Orme had been fixed to take place on the last day of the month.
* * * * * Death's Property.