The Marquis loved her, he really loved her.
In the same way her father had loved her mother and her mother had loved her father.
For a moment she could not speak, she only felt the wonder of love flowing over her.
She wanted to cry from sheer happiness.
The Marquis reached out and took her hand.
“What are we waiting for, my darling?” he asked. “I want you to be my wife.”
He took her up the steps and through the door into the Church.
The candles on the altar were lit and a Priest in a white surplice was standing waiting for them.
The Marquis drew her forward and, as they reached him, the Priest started the Marriage Service.
He recited the beautiful words very sincerely.
Lola felt that her father and mother were there with them and they were happy because she had found the real lov
