The darkness caused by the thick rain was so deep, also, that
scarce could I see my bride's lovely face or find the finger upon which
I must set the ring.
At length it was done and we went down the aisle to find our horses
whereon we must ride to my house in Cheapside, where there was to be
a feast for my dependents and such of my few friends as cared to come,
among whom were not numbered any grand folk from Westminster. As we
drew near the church door I noted among those who were present those
two gaudy ladies between whom Deleroy had sat at that meal after the
business of the loan was settled. Moreover, I heard one of them say:
"What will Deleroy do when he comes back to find his darling gone?" and
the other answer with a high laugh:
"Seek another, doubtless, or borrow more money from the merchant,
and----" Here I lost their talk in the rush of the wind through the
opened door.
In the porch was old Sir Robert Aleys.
"Mother of God!" he shouted, "may the rest of the lives of you two be
smoother than your nuptials. No Cheapside feast for me, I'm for home
in such fiend's weather.
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