We reached Gretna just as it began to get dark. For the first time, Lord Hardley seemed to be a little at loss. He simply stood and looked around for a moment. 

 'The Blacksmith's!' he exclaimed suddenly. I jumped. 

 'What?' 

 'The Blacksmith's. That is where we should go.'

 'Didn't you know?' 

 'It was somewhere in the back of my mind.'

 'Indeed!'

 'What's wrong with that?'

 'Only that you've shown yourself to be so well organised in every other aspect of this affair.'

 'Well, I've arranged many journey's before, but never an elopement. I'm as much a novice as you. And I did not undertake all the or...

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