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“Not till to-morrow. I might say that we’ve made every arrangement for your wedding, the licence has been secured and at eight o’clock to-morrow morning–marriages be nike air max 1 fore eight or after three are not legal in this count nike air max 2012 ry, by the way–a clergyman will attend and the ceremony will be performed.”
There was a long silence.
Lydia sat on the edge of her chair, her elbows on her knees, her face in her hands.
Glover looked down at her seriously, pityingly, cursing himself that he was the exponent of his own grotesque scheme. Presently she looked up.
“I think I will,” she sai nike air max sale d a little wearily. “And you were wrong about the number of judgment summonses, there were seventy-five in two years–and I’m so tired of lawyers.”
“Thank you,” said Jack Glover politely.
Chapter 4
All night long she had sat in the little bedroom to which Mrs. Rennett had led her, thinking and thinking and thinking. She could not sleep, although she had tried hard, and most of the night she spent pacing up and down from window to door turning over the amazing situation in nike air max 90 sale which she found herself. She had never thought of marriage seriously, and really a marriage such as this presented no terrors and might, had the prelude cheap nike air max trainers been a little less exciting, been accepted by her with relief. The prospect of being a wife in name only, even the thought that her husband would be, for the next twenty years, behind prison walls, neither distressed nor horrified her. Somehow she accepted Glover’s statement that Meredith was innocent, witho air max 2013 ut reservation.
She wondered what Mrs. Morgan would say and what explanation she would give at the offic nike air max 90 e. She was not particularly in love with her work, and it would be no wrench for her to drop it and give herself up to the serious study of art. Five thousand pounds a year! She could live in Italy, study under the best masters, have a car of her own–the possibili cheap nike air max ties seemed illimitable–and the disadvantages?
She shrugged her shoulders as she answered the question for the twentieth time. What disadvantages were there? She could not marry, but then she did not want to marry. She was not the kind to fall in love, she told herself, she was too independent, too sophisticated, and understood men and their weaknesses only too well.
“The Lord designed me for an old maid,” she said to herself.
At seven o’clock in the morning–a grey, cheerless morning it was, thought Lydia, looking out of the window–Mrs. Rennett came in with some tea.
“I’m afraid you haven’t slept, my dear,” she said with a glance at the bed. “It’s very trying for nike air max classic you.”
She laid her hand upon the girl’s arm and squeezed it gently.
“And it’s very trying for all of us,” she said with a whimsical smile. “I expect we shall all get into fearful trouble.”
That had occurred to nike air max 95 the girl too, remembering the gloomy picture which Glover had painted in the car.
“Won’t this be very serious for you, if the authorities find that you have connived at the escape?” she asked.
“Escape, my nike air max 2013 dear?” Mrs. Rennett’s face became a mask. “I have not heard anything of an escape. All that we know is that poor Mr. Meredith, anticipating that the Home Office would allow him to get married, had made arrangements for the marriage at this house. How Mr. Meredith comes here is quite a matter outside our knowledge,” said the diplomatic lady, and Lydia laughed in spite of herself.
She spent half an hour making herself presentable for the forthcoming ordeal.
As a church clock struck eight, there came another tap on the door. It was Mrs. Rennett again.
“They are waiting,” she said. Her face was a little pale and her lips trembled.
Lydia, however, was calmness itself, as she nike air max walked into the drawing-room ahead of her hostess.
There were four men. Glover and Rennett she knew. A third man wearing a clerical collar she guessed was cheap nike air max the officiating priest, and all her attention was concentrated upon the fourth. He was a gaunt, unshaven man, his hair cut short, his face and figure wasted, so that the clothes he wore hung on him. Her first feeling was one of revulsion. Her second was an impulse of pity. James Meredith, for she guessed it was he, appeared wretchedly ill. He swung round as she came in, and looked at her intently, then, walking quickly towards her, he held out his thin hand.
“Miss Beale, isn’t it?” he said. “I’m sorry to meet you under such unpleasant circumstances. Glover has explained everything, has he not?”
She nodded.③

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