Now they went on
before to the Hall of Kings, and St. George, remembering what must
happen there, turned to Olivia for one crowning moment.
"You know," she said fearfully, "before father came the prince
intended the most terrible things--to set you and Mr. Amory adrift
in a rudderless airship--"
St. George laughed in amusement. The poor prince with his impossible
devices, thinking to harm him, St. George--_now_.
"He meant to marry you, he thought," he said, "but, thank Heaven, he
has your father to answer to--and me!" he ended jubilantly.
And yet, after all, Heaven knew what possibilities hemmed them
round. And Heaven knew what she was going to think of him when she
heard his story. He turned and caught her to him, for the crowning
moment.
"You love me--you love me," he said, "no matter what happens or what
they say--no matter what?"
She met his eyes and, of her own will, she drew his face down to
hers.
"No matter what," she answered. So they went together toward the
chamber which they had both forgotten.
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