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I wish to be secluded. I have sometimes thought of going to that neighborhood, and finding a home where I could occasionally see Miss Plympton, and at other times I have thought of going to my uncle, Sir Lionel Dudleigh." At this last remark Dudleigh opened his eyes. "Who?" he asked. "I don't understand."
"Which one of you is Allan-a-Dale?" he asked; and Allan came forward. "So," said the King with sober face, "you are that errant minstrel who stole a bride at Plympton, despite her would-be groom and attending Bishop. I heard something of this in former days. Now what excuse have you to make?"
Meanwhile the lapse of time had so far ameliorated Mary's sorrow for the loss of her brother that there was nothing now to prevent the marriage taking place, and on a certain lovely summer's morning Roger and Mary were united in Plympton Church; and their married life was all that their best friends could desire for them.
Sunday morning again, and still no Miss Plympton. She was under discussion when I reached the breakfast-table. The lady with the cataract and her friend were speaking of how well she always dressed, and one of them wondered how she managed to do it, since she had no visible means of support. Dr.
But don't give yourself a moment's uneasiness. I take the matter in hand from this moment. The insolence of this fellow, Wiggins, is unparalleled, madam; but be assured all this shall surely recoil on his own head with terrible effect." Some further conversation followed to the same effect, and at length Miss Plympton took her leave, full of hope and without a care.
These rides began to bring back to her the fresh feeling of her buoyant school-girl days, and restore to her that joyous spirit and that radiant fancy which had distinguished her at Plympton Terrace. Riding about thus every where, these two became conspicuous. The public mind was more puzzled than ever.
I took the hazard, paid the necessary one dollar to the more or less inarticulate woman, and went back to Miss Jamison's to get my baggage and to eat the one dinner that was still due me not forgetting to leave a little note for the still absent Minnie Plympton, giving her my new address.
But preparations are of no use, for oh, my darling, my own Edith, I must speak, if I speak at all, from my heart." These words were spoken by Miss Plympton in a broken, disconnected, and almost incoherent manner. She stopped abruptly, and seemed overcome by strong agitation.
When I met Minnie Plympton on the street corner, that hot summer night, I was "dead broke," not only in purse, but in body and spirit as well. She took me home with her to the two small rooms where she was doing light housekeeping, and where we continued to live together until her marriage a year later broke up our happy domestic partnership.
I have told you that I wish to call on Miss Plympton. I can not get a carriage, and I am not allowed to leave this place on foot. You are responsible for this, and I tell you now that I must go, and at once." At this peremptory address Wiggins stood looking at her with his usual expression, and for some moments made no reply.
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