We 've wasted ten years and we 're not going to waste another minute . We 're not , I say . '' `` Selwyn ! It 's impossible . '' `` I have expurgated that word from my dictionary . It 's the very simplest thing when you look at it in an unprejudiced way . Here is a ready-made wedding and decorations and assembled guests , a minister on the spot and a state where no licence is required . You have a very pretty new dress on and you love me . I have a plain gold ring on my little finger that will fit you . Are n't all the conditions fulfilled ? Where is the sense of waiting and having another family upheaval in a few weeks ' time ? '' `` I understand why you have made such a success of the law , '' said Esme , `` but -- '' `` There are no buts . Come with me , Esme . I 'm going to hunt up your mother and mine and talk to them . '' Half an hour later an astonishing whisper went circulating among the guests . Before they could grasp its significance Tom St. Clair and Jen 's husband , broadly smiling , were hustling scattered folk into the parlour again and making clear a passage in the hall . The minister came in with his blue book , and then Selwyn Grant and Esme Graham walked in hand in hand . When the second ceremony was over , Mr. Grant shook his son 's hand vigorously . `` There 's no need to wish you happiness , son ; you 've got it . And you 've made one fuss and bother do for both weddings , that 's what I call genius .
And '' -- this XXXXX a careful whisper , while Esme was temporarily obliterated in Mrs. Grant 's capacious embrace -- `` she 's got the right sort of a nose .
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