‘I hope you don’t mind,’ he looked at her with apprehension. ‘Since neither our family, nor our friends are present, I thought…’ he dug into his hair with worry, ‘after all, it’s really just our signatures that matter here.’
‘No, of course I don’t have an issue with this,’ Lana put him at ease, placing a hand on his arm, but her eyes were still smiling.
‘I can assure you,’ the vicar interrupted, ‘that Mr and Mrs Bennet are well-respected members of our community. There is no need to worry about them. I’m happy to take responsibility for that.’
‘We don’t doubt that for a moment,’ Lana said. ‘On the contrary, we’re very thankful that they’re willing to do us such a big favour, even without knowing us.’
‘It’s nothing,’ the vicar waved his hand with a smile. ‘They’re pleased to be of help,
