8/37 An engagement.' The young man shuffled about, and after a struggle with embarrassment, aided by another tumbler of whisky, threw out something he wished to say. How much? Will you let me have fifty pounds ?' 'Yes, if you'll promise to clear at once out of this dust-bin, and in a month or so come into Wales.' 'You're an awfully good fellow, Rolfe,--and I'm a damned fool. I promise! I will! I'll get out of it, and then I'll think about breaking with that girl. Better for both of us--but you shall advise me.-- I'll tell you everything some day. |