desire to
remove her
aunt from
the
baleful
eloquence
of Dr.
Agathon
Carver,
who had
nearly
succeeded
in
enlisting
her as a
recruit
for the
Valley of
Love; and
in the
circumstances
no one had
expected
either of
the ladies
to return
for the
wedding.
For a
moment
Archer
stood with
his eyes
fixed on
Medora’s
fantastic
figure,
straining
to see who
came
behind
her; but
the little
procession
was at an
end, for
all the
lesser
members of
the family
