“You will be needing a Special Licence,” the Duke managed to say.
“I will bring one with me from London. All you will have to do is to arrange that the Wedding takes place very quietly without any guests present in your Chapel at Hurst Castle.”
It flashed quickly through the Duke’s mind that his relations, and there were a great number of them, would be furious. They would find it quite intolerable to miss such an occasion to which they would all expect to be invited.
But he was not going to argue with the Marquis.
Even if he had asked for the Wedding to take place on the moon or in one of the darkest cellars of The Castle, he would have agreed.
“I may well not arrive tomorrow,” the Marquis was saying “until it is getting late. But, as I want nobody at the Wedding except ourselves, th
