Eloping
Away they rode through the night, until at last Robin pulled up in front of a thatched cottage and stopped the horse. "Where are we?" asked Elizabeth as they dismounted. "Justice of the Peace," Robin told her. "You do want to marry me, don't you?" he asked uncertainly. "Oh, Robin, of course I do!" Elizabeth's eyes danced happily. "Can we really do it?" "That's what a Justice of the Peace does." Robin grinned. He knocked on the door, and it was opened by a yawning middle-aged man. "Elopers again," the man muttered. "Well, come on in." Elizabeth was relieved that he didn't seem to recognize her. A middle-aged woman wearing a nightgown sat in a chair against the wall. The man who'd answered the door rummaged in a desk drawer until he found a book, then stood beside the woman and di
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