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Updated: June 14, 2025
They must be married at once. The formalities of a religious marriage appalled him. Lizzie might again change her mind; and a registrar's office fixed itself in his thought. It was a hot day in July when he set forth on his quest. He addressed the policeman at the corner, and was given the name of the street and the number.
I would give all the Ponses in the world to save Cibot, that has never given me an ounce of unhappiness in these thirty years since we were married." And in she went, leaving Schmucke in confusion. "Is M. Pons really seriously ill, sir?" asked the first-floor lodger, one Jolivard, a clerk in the registrar's office at the Palais de Justice.
Sally, still elated and not as yet very confident or assertive, immediately agreed when he suggested this country town; but she had no real notion of what was in store for her. She was all half-amused trepidation. The scuffled marriage-ceremony, after which the registrar's clerk hurried to call for her for the first time by her new name, was fun to her.
He told her all his plans: how he had given notice for the license, and that it would be forthcoming. And he explained that he had chosen Bristol rather than Upminster because in this latter place everyone would know the name of La Sarthe even the registrar's clerk and whoever else they would secure as a witness but in Bristol it might pass unnoticed.
I haven't heard a sound from her room. She must be asleep. I wonder when she came back." "Came back from where?" asked Emma. "From New York City. She took the same train that I took and sat with me all the way there." "She did!" exclaimed Emma. "That doesn't tally with what I heard in the registrar's office Friday afternoon. I'm afraid she didn't ask permission to go, Grace."
Her little finger touched Val's thumb they were holding the same hymn-book and a tiny thrill passed through her, preserved from twenty years ago. He stooped and whispered: "I say, d'you remember the rat?" The rat at their wedding in Cape Colony, which had cleaned its whiskers behind the table at the Registrar's! And between her little and third finger she squeezed his thumb hard.
'What have you there? the Registrar's clerk demands of the Plaintiff presently. She has been searching in her pocket for a snuff-box wherewith to refresh herself, and, unable to immediately discover it, has emptied the contents of the pocket on the ledge of the witness-box. Among the rest is another little account-book. 'Let me see that, demands the Judge, rather sharply, and no wonder.
However, I certainly believed it completely and was filled with remorse on that afternoon when I sat dejectedly in Kensington Gardens and reviewed, in the light of the Registrar's pertinent questions my first two years in London. Throughout my student days I had not seen my uncle.
"Then we'll have more time to plan our trip." The registrar's office was duly besieged the next morning, as agreed, and the three girls hurried off to their classes with beaming faces. When they returned to Wayne Hall after recitations that afternoon it was to find Elfreda hanging over the railing in the upstairs hall, an unusually solemn expression on her face.
But his amazement and disappointment increased tenfold when, after entering the gloomy corridor, he saw the culprit proceed some little distance, resolutely turn to the left, pass by the keeper's room, and finally enter the registrar's office. An old offender could not have done better. Big drops of perspiration stood on Lecoq's forehead.
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