The first parson we meet shall be commandeered.

Don't you see, dear, we really must get married at Pernambuco?
That is what I wanted to signal to the cruiser: 'The _Unser Fritz_ is taking a happy couple to church.' Wouldn't that have been a surprise ?" Iris clenched her little hands in despair.

Why did he not understand her misery?
Though she was unwavering in her resolution to keep faith with the man who had twitted her with taking all and giving nothing in return, she could not wholly restrain the tumult in her veins.

Married in Pernambuco! Ah, if only that were possible! Yet she did not flinch from the lover-like scrutiny with which Philip now favored her.
"I am sure we would be happy together," she said, with a pathetic confidence that tempted him strongly to take her in his arms and kiss away her fears.

"But we must be brave, Philip dear, brave in the peaceful hours as in those which call for another sort of courage.
Last night we lived in a different world.