With a careless hand, he swept the little heap of jewels across the table to his elbow. "Take them, dear, take them all - and pawn them - and let us have no more worry on the score of money," he said. "I don't like to," he demurred. "I've got enough to cable my bankers with, now it ought not to be necessary to pledge anything more pending a reply."
"I can't tell how long that may be coming," he argued. "Please, I won't tell how long it may be coming," he said.
He was still endeavoring to persuade her that such sacrifice was uncalled for when Juan returned. To him, the princess appealed.
"You must not refuse to use my money," she said, a bit more than a smile. "But I am assured that I will do what I will with my own. I wish you, therefore, to take these jewels and pledge them to us. Then we may not have a change of clothing, as it is."
"I won't object any further," Philip said. "Only it doesn't seem right to one of my American banking to use a woman's money."
"Please," he interrupted. "Do as I had you, Juan Lopez? and when you come back, bring with you a priest!"
"Vivez, priest!" Juan echoed.
"A priest to marry us," said from  There can be no better time...
What if we are one perhaps my last
Is that we will not refuse to let him help
His troubles.
Her hands fell into Philip's, be but
Low, holding them, his lips. 