"Now, Peter, a wedding would, of all things, make me most happy; that is, to have it here in the lodge. It would remind me so much of the marriage of Lord Gosford, and the bridesmaids. I wish your opinion how to bring it about before they leave us. Sir Edward and Anne decline interfering, and Mrs. Wilson I am afraid to speak to on the subject."
Peter was not a little alarmed by this sudden requisition on his inventive faculties, especially as a lady was in the case; but, as he prided himself on serving his master, and loved the hilarity of a wedding in his heart, he cogitated for some time in silence, when, having thought a preliminary question or two necessary, he broke it with saying,—
"Everything, I suppose, master, is settled between the young people?"
"Everything, I take it, Peter."
"And Sir Edward and my lady?"
"Willing; perfectly willing."
"And Madam Wilson, sir?"
"Willing, Peter, willing."
"And Mr. John and Miss Jane?"
"All willing; the whole family is willing, to the best of my belief."
"There is the Rev. Mr. Ives and Mrs, Ives, master?"
"They wish it, I know. Don't you think they wish others as happy as themselves, Peter?"
"No doubt they do, master. Well, then, as everybody is willing, and the young people agreeable, the only thing to be done, sir, is"—
"Is what, Peter?" exclaimed his impatient master observing him to hesitate.
"Why, sir, to send for the priest, I take it."
"Pshaw! Peter Johnson, I know that myself," replied the dissatisfied old man. "Cannot you help me to a better plan?"
"Why, master," said Peter, "I would have done as well for Miss Emmy and your honor as I would have done tor myself. Now, sir, when I courted Patty Steele, your
