"I shall probably make the lady an offer to-morrow," I answered, compressing my lips to disguise a smile.
"Ah!" He nodded fiercely, walked once more to the edge of the lawn, and returned. "You are serious, Sir? You really mean to marry?"
I could not help laughing out, as I answered, "Yes."
"Then, Sir, pay me what you owe me, and let me go."
"Do you wish to leave at once?"
"At once!" he cried.
"Very well; come with me to the library. I will reckon what I am in your debt and pay you."
He followed me into the house. I seated myself at the writing-table. But hardly believing it possible he could be in earnest, or wishing at least to make one more effort to conciliate him, I said,
"Will you not defer this matter until to-morrow? Take to-night to think over your resolution. This kind of separation is very ungracious and unpleasant. I really do not wish you to go. I have told you before I like your company, and have found you most valuable. I repeat it now."
"But you are going to marry?"