Now then, Allan, do you take this woman to be your wife?
Answer, putting in your name, which is left blank in the book." I replied that I did, and the question was repeated to Marie, who did likewise.
"Well then, there you are," said Retief, "for I won't trouble you with all the prayers, which I don't feel myself parson enough to say.

Oh! no, I forgot.

Have you a ring ?" I drew one off my finger that had been my mother's--I believe it had served this same purpose at the wedding of her grandmother--and set the thin little hoop of gold upon the third finger of Marie's left hand.

I still wear that ring to-day.
"It should have been a new one," muttered Vrouw Prinsloo.
"Be silent, aunt," said Retief; "are there any jewellers' shops here in the veld?
A ring is a ring, even if it came off a horse's bit.

There, I think that is all.