gifte sig Harriet och Peter.
EXTRACTS FROM THE DIARY OF HONORIA LUCASTA, DOWAGER DUCHESS OF DENVER (Harriets svärmor)
8 October. — Peter's wedding-day. Too exhausted to do more than put down that it all went off very well. H. looked genuinely lovely, like a ship coming into harbour with everything shining and flags flying at wherever modern ships do fly flags — Peter terribly white, poor darling like the day he had his first watch, and could hardly bear himself for fear it woud come to pieces in his hands or turn out not to be real, or something — but he pulled himself together to be specially nice to all the guests (believe if he were in Inquisition he would exert social talents to entertain executioners).
...Got back to Town at 5.30 (Peter's face a study when he realised he had to go 60 miles over crowded roads in a closed car with somebody else driving! — but one really couldn't let him drive H. back in an open Daimler, all in wedding-garments and a top-hat!). ...Got them smuggled out of the house at a quarter to 7 — Bunter was waiting for them with the car on the far side of the Park. ...