"I would not venture to renew my suit while Thames lived, because I well knew your affections were fixed upon him.

But now that this bar is removed, I trust I may, without impropriety, urge it." "No more of this," said Winifred, angrily.

"Is this a season to speak on such a subject ?" "Perhaps not," rejoined the woollen-draper; "but the uncontrollable violence of my passion must plead my excuse.

My whole life shall be devoted to you, beloved girl.

And when you reflect how much at heart your poor mother, whose loss we must ever deplore, had our union, you will, I am persuaded, no longer refuse me." "Sir!" exclaimed Winifred.
"You will make me the happiest of mankind," cried the woollen-draper, falling on his knees, and seizing her hand, which he devoured with kisses.
"Let me go," cried Winifred.