We were
wedded in the chapel in Madame van Hunker's house; and the Princess-
Royal was there, and the Duke of York, and my Lord and Lady of
Newcastle, and I know not who besides--only remembering that they all
knew how to treat Clement as a man of distinction, who had, like
them, given up all for conscience sake, and he, in his plain lawyer's
suit, with his fine, clear-cut face and grave eyes, looked, even in
spite of his close-cropped head, as veritable a gentleman as any of
them. The festivities ended the dinner, that being as much as my
brother was able for. We went quietly back to our lodgings in
Millicent's coach, and Eustace went to rest on his bed, till she
should have bidden farewell to her guests and could come and sup with
us; but he and Clement forbade me to take off my finery, for it
tickled their eyes.
And thus, when tidings came to the door that a gentlemen from England
desired to see my Lord Walwyn, Harry Merrycourt, after all these
years of seeing nothing but sad-coloured Puritan dames, came in upon
this magnificent being in silvered brocade.
He said he thought he had stumbled on the Princess-Royal at least,
and it was a descent to hear it was only plain Mistress Darpent!
Harry had a good wife of his own by that time, who suited him far
better than I should have done. Indeed, I believe he had only
thought of wedding me to relieve my family from me. And when he saw
how unlike M.
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