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“Well then, Percy,” the oes it with the lovely Sophy?”

“Her ht yet win a e proposal out of you She doesn’t care t

hat Sophy’s father has posted the banns She doesn’t care about the scandal it would cause if Sophy were to throwmy Sophy mad”

“Deuce take the woht of it, and you should just elope to Gretna Green?”

“That won’t do I can’t have Sophy whispered about—el That wouldn’t be fair and no way to start our life together”

“I think I shall call on your futureor two,” said the marquis

“What?” Mr Lutterel exclaimed, shocked “You would trouble yourself to do that?”

“Yes, indeed, that is what I shall do”

A knock sounded lightly at the open door of their drawing roo patiently at the threshold, silver salver in hand A frown descended over his face, but heman to approach

He removed an ivory-colored epistle froan its perusal

Mr Lutterel rose to his feet to bend towards his friend and ask, “I say, Justin, who is it from at this hour?”

As an answer, the ot up, and withdrew to stand in front of the small fire with his hands clasped at his back

“Good God, Justin,” Percy exclaiirl!”

“Just so, Percy,” the er “Just so!”

Sassy couldn’t sleep, and it wasn’t because of the dreaed at her