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are going to be married next Midsummer. We are keeping it rather close just at present, because it is a good many months to wait; but it is her father's wish that we don't marry before, and of course we must submit. But the time will soon slip along.'
'Yes, the time will soon slip along. Time glides away every day-yes.'
Maybold said these words, but he had no idea of what they were. He was conscious of a cold and sickly thrill throughout him; and all he reasoned was this, that the young creature whose graces had intoxicated him into making the most imprudent resolution of his life, was less an angel than a woman.
'You see, sir,' continued the ingenuous Dick, ''twill be better in one sense. I shall by that time be the regular manager of a branch of my father's business, which has very much increased lately, and we