Manchurian Books

It didn't occur to me then! How painful it was to Marion for
these people to witness my rebellion.
"But, George," said her father, "what sort of marriage do you want? You
don't want to go to one of those there registry offices?"
"That's exactly what I'd like to do. Marriage is too private a thing--"
"I shouldn't feel married," said Mrs. Ramboat.
"Look here, Marion," I said; "we are going to be married at a registry
office. I don't believe in all these fripperies and superstitions, and I
won't submit to them. I've agreed to all sorts of things to please you."
"What's he agreed to?" said her father--unheeded.
"I can't marry at a registry office," said Marion, sallow-white.
"Very well," I said. "I'll marry nowhere else."
"I can't marry at a registry office."
"Very well," I said, standing up, white and tense and it amazed me, but
I was also exultant; "then we won't marry at all."
She leant forward over the table, staring blankly. But presently her
half-averted face began to haunt me as she had sat at the table, and her
arm and the long droop of her shoulder.


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