CHAPTER XXXIV.
HEAVEN'S LAST BEST GIFT.
"My dear Alfred, I am glad to see you.

You may kiss me--carefully, carefully!" Mr.Alfred Dinks therewith kissed lips upon his return from Boston.
"Sit down, Alfred, my dear, I wish to speak to you," said Fanny Newt, with even more than her usual decision.

The eyes were extremely round and black.

Alfred seated himself with vague trepidation.
"My dear, we must be married immediately," remarked Fanny, quietly.
The eyes of the lover shone with pleasure.
"Dear Fanny!" said he, "have you told mother ?" "No," answered she, calmly.
"Well, but then you know--" rejoined Alfred.

He would have said more, but he was afraid.