The Talisman Ring

‘To be honest with you,’ said Miss Thane, with the utmost gravity, ‘I have been meaning to marry you these ten days and more!’

A moment later Eustacie came into the room with Sir Hugh at her heels. She checked on the threshold in round-eyed amazement, but Sir Hugh merely said: ‘Oh, so you’re back, are you?’

‘Yes,’ said Shield, releasing Miss Thane. ‘Have I your permission to pay my addresses to your sister?’

‘Oh certainly, my dear fellow, by all means! Not that it’s anything to do with me, you know. She’s her own mistress now. What have you done to your head, Sally?’

‘Ludovic’s wicked cousin knocked me down,’ explained Miss Thane. ‘I have had a very exciting afternoon, throwing myself into the breach, and being stunned, and then having an offer of marriage made to me.’

‘I thought there was a devilish amount of noise going on downstairs,’ remarked Sir Hugh. ‘It’s time we finished with this cousin of Ludovic’s. I’ll bring an action against him for assaulting you.’

‘An excellent notion, my dear, but the Crown is already bringing an action against him for murdering Sir Matthew Plunkett.’

‘Never heard of him,’ said Sir Hugh. ‘Not that I’m against it, mind you. A fellow who creeps about in a demmed loo-mask –’

‘Sir Matthew Plunkett,’ said Miss Thane patiently, ‘is the man Ludovic was accused of murdering two years ago. You must know that Ludovic will now be able to stop living in the cellar, and take up his rightful position at Lavenham Court.’

‘Well, I must say I’m glad to hear that,’ said Sir Hugh. ‘It never seemed to me healthy for him to be spending all his time in the cellar. I think if it’s true that he’s going to come into his inheritance, I’ll go and speak to him about that horse before it slips my memory.’

He left the room as he spoke. Eustacie, finding her tongue, blurted out: ‘But Sarah, do you want to marry Tristram?’

Miss Thane’s eyes twinkled. ‘My love, when a female reaches my advanced years, she cannot be picking and choosing, you know. She must be content with the first respectable offer she receives.’

‘Oh, now I know that you are laughing at me!’ Eustacie said. ‘But I do not understand it. I find it quite extraordinary!’

‘The truth is,’ said Miss Thane confidentially, ‘that I cannot any longer bear his odious way of calling me ma’am. There was no other means of putting an end to it.’

‘But, Sarah consider! You are romantic, and he is not romantic at all!’

‘I know,’ replied Miss Thane, ‘but I assure you I mean to come to an understanding with him before the knot is tied…Either I have his solemn promise to ride ventre à terre to my death-bed or there will be no marriage!’

‘It shall be included in the marriage vow,’ said Sir Tristram.

Eustacie looking from one to the other, made a discovery. ‘Mon Dieu, it is not a mariage de convenance at all! You are in love, enfin!’ she exclaimed.