Sir John's face fell as
he read it.
"Now," he said, "the marriage laws in England are very strict; there is
no evading them. If this marriage is perfectly legal we shall find an
entry of it in the registrar's books. We must pay for a copy of the
certificate."
We went to the registrar's office. There, sure enough, was the entry,
all perfectly legal and straightforward.
"Now," said Sir John, "before we rest let us find out the Reverend Henry
Morton, and see what he knows about it."
That involved a journey to Leamington, where he was then residing. We
found him without difficulty. He remembered the marriage, and had no
hesitation in answering any questions about it. He knew Miles Trevelyan,
and had remonstrated with him over the marriage. But what could he do?
Miles was of full age, and told him frankly that if he refused to marry
him someone else would.
"I have been ill and occupied," he said, "and have heard nothing of the
Trevelyans since I left Edgerton. However, if my evidence and solemn
assurance are of any service, you have them. They were properly and
legally married; nothing in the world can upset that fact.
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