If I stay on here, I shall marry her: I know I shall! and I won't--I'd go to-morrow, if it were not that I'm bound, for my own credit, to see the cholera safe into the town, and out again." Tom did not hint a word of the lost money, or of the month's delay which Grace had asked of him.

The month was drawing fast to a close now, however: but no sign of the belt.

Still, Tom had honour enough in him to be silent on the point, even to Claude.
"By the by, have you heard from the wanderers this week ?" "I heard from Sabina this morning.

Marie is very poorly, I fear.

They have been at Kissingen, bathing; and are going to Bertrich: somebody has recommended the baths there." "Bertrich! Where's Bertrich ?" "The most delicious little nest of a place, half way up the Moselle, among the volcano craters." "Don't know it.