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she said sharply . `` We 'll be married by a Justice of the Peace and not a soul there but us , and it will be now , or it never will be ! If you do n't -- '' He swore she should have her way . `` Then we 'll be out of this town on the three o'clock train this afternoon , '' she said . She went on with her plans , while he , growing more accustomed to his privilege , caressed her as he would . `` You shall have your way , '' she said , `` in everything except the wedding-journey . That 's got to be a long one -- I wo n't come back here till people have forgotten all about this Corliss mix-up .