I suspect he was afraid of his mother--fond as they were of each other.

I should have taken the matter in hand and married the pair of them at once--quietly if they preferred it, but safely and sanely.

God knows I should have comprehended their wish to keep a roaring world out of their paradise.

It _was_ paradise!" "How you believe her!" she exclaimed.
"She is not a trivial thing, neither was he.

If I did _not_ believe her I should know that he _meant_ to marry her, even if fate played them some ghastly trick and there was not time.