last reply that I should have expected her to make.
“My uncle is right,” she said. “I have caused trouble and anxiety enough to you, and to all about me. Let me cause no more, Marian— let Sir Percival decide.”
I remonstrated warmly, but nothing that I could say moved her.
“I am held to my engagement,” she replied; “I have broken with my old life. The evil day will not come the less surely because I put it off. No,
last reply that I should have expected her to make.
“My uncle is right,” she said. “I have caused trouble and anxiety enough to you, and to all about me. Let me cause no more, Marian— let Sir Percival decide.”
I remonstrated warmly, but nothing that I could say moved her.
“I am held to my engagement,” she replied; “I have broken with my old life. The evil day will not come the less surely because I put it off. No,
