I will not do so.

I come simply to tell you that I am still your suitor.

If you will let me, I will see you again early in January,--as soon as you have returned to town.

You will hardly refuse to see me." "No," she said; "I cannot refuse to see you." "Then it shall be so," he said, "and I will not trouble you with letters, nor will I trouble you longer now with words.

Tell your aunt that I have said what I came to say, and that I give her my kindest thanks." Then he took her hand and pressed it,--not as George Vavasor had pressed it,--and was gone.