“That depends. I had thought”—looking slyly at the Professor—“that you might like the trip yourself.”
“Then I must marry you,” replied the Professor.
“Would that be so very dreadful?”
“You know I am yours, Bertha, to do what you will with. That which a man may do with honour for the woman he loves, that will I do for you now and ever more.”
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Amongst its departing list of passengers by the following Messageries Maritime mail steamer Marseilles, en route for Paris, the Evening Times announced the names of Professor and Mrs. Norris.
THE END