"Does he, indeed?" said I. We were floating down the Rhine in the society of our friends, two hundred and fifty other floaters, and a string band. We had left the battlements of Bingen, and the Mouse Tower was in sight. As we had already acquired the legend, and were sitting behind the smoke stack, there was no reason why we should not discuss Mr. Mafferton.
"I suppose he does not, by any chance, mention an alternative lady," I said carelessly.
"I don't know," said Miss Callis, "that I should be disposed to listen to him if he did. He would have to put it in some other light."
"Why should you object?" I asked. "Isabel is quite a proper person to marry him. Much more so, I often think, than I."
"Oh!" said Miss Callis without meaning to. "I think he has outgrown1 that taste. In fact, he told me so."
"He is for ever seeking a fresh bosom2 for a confidence!" I cried.
Miss Callis looked at me with more interest than she would have wished to express.
"What do you really think of him?" she asked. "I sometimes feel as if I had known you for years," and she took my hand.
I gave hers a gentle pressure, and edged a little nearer. "He has good shoulders," I remarked critically.
"You would hardly marry him for his shoulders!"
"It doesn't seem quite enough," I admitted, "but then—his information is always so accurate."
"If you think you would like living with an encyclopedia3." Miss Callis had begun to look embarrassed by my hand, but I still permitted it to nestle confidingly4 in hers.
"He pronounces all his g's," I said, "and—did you ever see him in a silk hat?"
"I don't think you are really attached to him, dear." (The "dear" was a really creditable sacrifice to the situation.)
"I sometimes think," I murmured, "that one never knows one's own heart until some sudden circumstance puts it to the test. Now if I had a rival—in you, for instance—and I suddenly saw myself losing—but, of course, that is impossible so far as you are concerned. Because of the Count."
"The Count isn't in it," said Miss Callis firmly. "At least at present."
"But," I protested, "somebody must provide for him! I was so happy in the thought that you had undertaken it."
Miss Callis gave me back my hand. She looked as if she would have liked to throw it overboard.
"As you say," she said, "it is a little difficult to make up one's mind. Don't you think those rocks to the right may be the Lorelei? I must go and tell Mrs. Malt. She won't be fit to travel with for a week if she misses the Lorelei." And Miss Callis left me to reflect upon the inconsistencies of my sex.
"Do you realise," said Dicky, as, with an assumed air of nonchalance5, he sauntered up and took her chair, "that we shall be in Cologne in five hours?"
"Fateful Cologne," I said. "There are Roman remains6, I believe, as well as the Cathedral and the scent7. Also a Museum of Industrial Art, but we'll skip that."
"We'll skip all of it," replied Mr. Dod, with determination, "you and I and Isabel. The train for Paris leaves at nine precisely8."
"Haven't you made up your minds to let me off," I pleaded. "I am sure you would be happier alone. It's so unusual to elope with two ladies."
"You don't seem to realise how Isabel has been brought up," Dicky returned patiently. "She can't travel alone with me, don't you see, until we are married. Afterwards she'll chaperone you back to your party again. So it will be all right for you, don't you see?"
I was obliged to say I saw, and we arranged the details. We would reach Cologne about six, and Isabel and I, who would share a room as usual, were secretly to pack one bag between us, which Dicky would smuggle9 out of the hotel and send to the station. Isabel was to be fatigued10 and dine in her room; I was to leave the table d'h?te early to solace11 her, Dicky was to dine at a café and meet us at the station. We would put out the lights and lock the door of the apartment on our departure, and the chambermaid with hot water in the morning would be the first to discover our flight. We only regretted that we could not be there to see the astonishment12 of the chambermaid. "I won't fail you," I assured Mr. Dod, "but what about Isabel? Isabel is essential; in fact, I won't consent to this elopement without her."
"Isabel," said Dicky dubiously13, "is all right, so far as her intentions go. But she'd be the better for a little stiffening14. Would you mind——"
I groaned16 in spirit, but went in search of Isabel, thinking of phrases that might stiffen15 her. I found her looking undecided, with a pencil and a slip of paper.
"How lucky you are," I said diplomatically, sinking into the nearest chair, "to be going to wind up your trip on the Continent in such a delightful17 way. It will be—ah—something to remember all your life."
"Oh, I suppose so," said Isabel plaintively18, "but I should so much prefer to be done in church. If mamma would only consent!"
"She never would," I declared, for I felt that I must see Isabel Mrs. Dod within the next day or two at all costs.
"A registry office sounds so uninteresting. I suppose one just goes—as one is."
"I don't think veils and trains are worn," I observed, "except by persons of high rank who do not approve of the marriage service. I don't know what the Marquis of Queensberry might do, or Mr. Grant Allen."
"Of course, the ceremony doesn't matter to them," replied Isabel intelligently, "because they would just wear morning dress anywhere."
"Looking at it that way, they haven't much to lose," I conceded.
"And no wedding cake," grieved Isabel, "and no reception at the house of the bride's mother. And you can't have your picture in the Queen."
"There would be a difficulty," I said, "about the descriptive part."
"And no favours for the coachman, and no trousseau——"
"I wonder," I said, "whether, under those circumstances, it's really worth while."
"Oh, well!" said Isabel.
"It's a night to Paris, and a morning to Dover," I said. "We will wait for the others at Dover—I fancy they'll hurry—that'll be another day. I'll take one robe de nuit, Isabel, three pocket handkerchiefs, one brush and comb, and tooth brush. You shall have all the rest of the bag."
"You are a perfect love," exclaimed Miss Portheris, with the most touching19 gratitude20.
"We will share the soap," I continued, "until you are married. Afterwards——"
"Oh, you can have it then," said Isabel, "of course," and she looked at the Castle of Rheinfels and blushed beautifully.
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encyclopedia
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