"How do you know he has done it?"
"He told me so himself. I met him as I came along just now; and he told me he was to be married to-morrow and would attend to my business next day."
"Told you who would?"
"He. Himself. Haye."
"Told you he was to be married?"
"Yes. Who else?"
"To whom?"
"Why! — to his niece — ward — what is she? Rose Cadwallader."
"Mr. Haye and Miss Cadwallader!" said Winthrop.
"To be sure. What are you thinking of? What have we been talking about?"