There the business ended, for Mrs.Hanway-Harley was too much overcome by the kiss to proceed.
Richard went home and, being full of that honeymoon the possible expense of which had alarmed the economies of Mrs.Hanway-Harley, summoned Mr.
Gwynn.

That austere man assumed his place on the rug in frigid waiting.
"Mr.Gwynn, you will go to London, and from there to Paris, and lastly to Naples, and at each place prepare for our reception.

You will meet us in Naples somewhere from the middle to the last of June.

I say last of June, for before we reach Naples we may idle away a fortnight in the Mediterranean.

Have everything in perfect order." "Very good, sir," said Mr.Gwynn.
Richard made a slight dismissive motion with his hand, as showing Mr.
Gwynn that he might retire.