"I will give you one.

I do not wish to be the last Marquis of Coombe." He took from the table a piece of paper.

He had actually made notes upon it.
"Do not be alarmed by this formality," he said.

"I wish to spare words.
If you consent to the performance of a private ceremony you will not be required to see me again unless you yourself request it.

I have a quiet place in a remote part of Scotland where you can live with Dowie to take care of you.