"What kind of a shopping expedition?" Annesley wanted to know.

"To buy you all the pretty things you've ever wished for."

The girl laughed. "To do that would cost a fortune!"

"Then we'll spend a fortune. Shall you and I do it ourselves, or would
you like to have the Countess de Santiago's taste?"

"Oh, let us go without her," Annesley exclaimed, "unless you----"

"Rather _not_. I want you to myself. You darling! We'll have a great
day--spending that fortune. The next thing we do--it can wait till
after we're married--is to look for a house in a good neighbourhood,
to rent furnished. But we'll get your swell cousins, Lord and Lady
Annesley-Seton, to help us choose. Perhaps there'll be something near
them."

"Why, they hardly know I exist! I doubt if Lady Annesley-Seton _does_
know," replied the girl. "They'll do nothing to help us, I'm sure."

"Then _don't_ be sure, because if you made a bet you'd lose. Take
my word, they'll be pleased to remember a cousin who is marrying a
millionaire."

"Good gracious!" gasped Annesley. "_Are_ you a millionaire?"

Her lover laughed. "Well, I don't want to boast to you, though I may
to your cousins, but if I'm not one of your conventional, stodgy
millionaires, I have a sort of Fortunatus purse which is never empty.