“Yes, Ephraim, I will do it, though I almost wish it were anything else. May God help Colonel Keith!”
“Amen, with all my heart!”
We had no opportunity to say more.
So now I wait for next Tuesday, not knowing what it may bring forth.
It was about a quarter of an hour before the fated moment, when Miss Theresa Newton sat down by me.
“Very serious to-night, Miss Caroline!” said she, jestingly.
I thought I had good cause, considering what was about to happen. But I turned it off as best I could.
“Where is our handsome friend this evening?” said she.
“Have we only one?” replied I.