Then she very slightly opened her arms and lifted her face
towards me.
Thus did Blanche Aleys and I become affianced, though afterwards, when I
thought the business over, I remembered that never once did she say that
she would marry me. This, however, troubled me little, since in such
matters it is what women do that weighs, not what they say. For the rest
I was mad with love of her, also both then and as the days went by, more
and more did she seem to be travelling on this same road of Love. If
not, indeed she acted well.
Within a month we were wed on a certain October day in the church of
St. Margaret's at Westminster. Once it was agreed all desired to push on
this marriage, and not least Blanche herself. Sir Robert Aleys said that
he wished to be gone from London to his estates in Sussex, having had
enough of the Court and its ways, desiring there to live quietly till
the end; I, being so much in love, was on fire for my bride, and Blanche
herself vowed that she was eager to become my wife, saying that our
courtship, which began on Hastings Hill, had lasted long enough.
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