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There was a serious pleading in Lydgate's tone, as if he felt that she

would be injuring him by any fantastic delays Rosahtly hand hosiery and petticoat-tucking, in order

to give an answer that would at least be approximative

"Six weeks would be a her hands to put his arently round her

One little hand iave her

neck a meditative turn, and then said seriously--

"There would be the house-linen and the furniture to be prepared

Still, mamma could see to those while ere away"

"Yes, to be sure We must be away a week or so"

"Oh,of

her evening dresses for the visit to Sir Godwin Lydgate's, which she

had long been secretly hoping for as a delightful employment of at

least one quarter of the honeymoon, even if she deferred her

introduction to the uncle as a doctor of divinity (also a pleasing

though sober kind of rank, when sustained by blood) She looked at her

lover with so remonstrance as she spoke, and he readily

understood that she then the sweet ti, when the day is fixed But let us take

a decided course, and put an end to any disco Six weeks!--I am sure they would be ample"