Mail closes and must stop.
Your affectionate friend,
EUGENE CORISTINE.
P.S.--Tell Errol to keep that pipe as a memorial of a poor deluded
wretch who had hoped one day to call him by the paternal name.
Fancy having the good minister for a step father-in-law! No such
luck, as Toner would say. Adieu E.C.
"Is she fond of him, Cecile?"
"Yes, very much so."
"Is it not a pity, when they think so much of one another, that a mere
trifle should keep them apart, perhaps for ever?"
"Yes it is, but I am not sorry for Marjorie. Kind heart and all, she
ought to have had more sense and more forbearance than to have openly
preferred that selfish creature, Mr. Lamb, to your warm-hearted friend."
"Corry is the soul of honour and generosity, Cecile, in spite of his
hideous taste in language."
"That is a mere eccentricity, and does not affect his sterling
qualities. I shall make it my duty to speak to Marjorie again. Good
night, Farquhar dear!"
"Good night, Cecile, my darling, my guardian angel, as Corry rightly
says.
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