Janice Meredith by Paul Leicester Ford
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"Don't make outcry 'gainst your star when it has sent ye a lover in the nick of time, ready to save ye from the bumpkin." Janice took a shy come-and-go glance at him and said: "You mean "What say ye to an elopement?" "Oh!" exclaimed the girl, meeting Evatt's gaze eagerly. "'T would be monstrous delightsome to be run off with, of course; but--" "But what?" "Well--I--Mommy told me that in the province no maid could be lawfully wed without her parents' consent." "True," assented the tempter, "if she wed where the colony law holds good. But we'll get round that by having the knot tied on royal ground." "Not in England?" said the girl, drawing back a little. "Think ye I'd treat the lass I love like that?" responded Evatt, reproachfully. "Nay. A friend of mine is chaplain on the 'Asia' man-of-war, and he'll make no bones about helping us. And as the king's flag and broad arrow puts the ship out of the colony jurisdiction, 't will make the thing legal despite |
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