riages contracted in this manner were at that time held valid. Such an expedient was, however, not recurred to, but in cases of great necessity, and the priests made use of every precaution to avoid this compulsive co-operation.
"If it be true, Lucy!" said Renzo, regarding her attentively, with a supplicating expression.
"If it be true!" exclaimed Agnes. "Do you think I would say that which is not true? Well, well, get out of the difficulty as you can, I wash my hands from it."
"Ah, no! do not abandon us!" said Renzo; "I mean not to suggest a doubt of it. I place myself in your hands; I look to you as to a mother."
The momentary anger of Agnes vanished.
"But why, mamma," said Lucy, in her usual modest tone, "why did not Father Christopher think of this?"
"Think you that it did not come into his mind?" replied Agnes; "but he would not speak of it."
"Why?" exclaimed they, both at once.
"Why?—because, if you must know it, the friars do not approve of it."
"If it is not right," said Lucy, "we must not do it."
"What!" said Agnes, "do you think I would advise you to do that which is not right? If, against the advice of your parents, you were going to marry a rogue—but, on the contrary, I am rejoiced at your choice, and he who causes the disturbance is the only villain; and the curate"
"It is as clear as the sun," said Renzo.
"It is not necessary to speak of it to Father Christopher," continued Agnes. "Once over, what do you think he will say to you? 'Ah! daughter, it was a great error; but it is done.' The friars must talk thus; but, believe me, in his heart he will be well content."
Lucy made no reply to an argument which did not appear to her very powerful; but Renzo, quite encouraged, said, "If it be thus, the thing is done."
"Softly," said Agnes; "there is need of caution. We must procure the witnesses; and find means to present ourselves to the curate unexpectedly. He has been two days concealed in his house; we must make him
