God forgive you if you do not." "Have no more doubts," cried the earl.

"You have wrought an entire change in me.

Our union shall not be delayed an hour.

It shall take place in Saint Saviour's to-night." "Not to-night," cried Amabel, trembling at his eagerness--"to-morrow." "To-night, to-night!" reiterated the earl, victoriously.

And he rushed out of the room.
Amabel was no sooner left to herself than she repented what she had done.