Nicholas implored; but nothing would turn that obstinate rector.

She sat down and reflected.

By-and-by she confronted Mr.Bealand.
'Our marriage is not to be this morning, I see,' she said.

'Now grant me one favour, and in return I'll promise you to do nothing rashly.

Do not tell my father a word of what has happened here.' 'I agree--if you undertake not to elope.' She looked at Nicholas, and he looked at her.