The Craze of Christina — page 217: what you’re looking at

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The Craze of Christina. 213 tell you what I will do for you. I will go back — to Amiens next week—or why wait till next week? we will go to-morrow, you to one hotel, and Ella and I to another, and there we will call upon the English chaplain—I have ascertained that there is one there, and a chapel where there are English services—and as soon as the reverend gentleman can make the necessary arrangements we will be married then and there, and after that we will go straight back to Hsselton as man and wife and take the natives by storm.’’ Clifford literally gasped for breath. Her programme was so delightful, so intoxicating to contemplate, and yet so utterly and entirely impossible to accomplish! : ‘*What do you say to my little plan, sir?’ she inquired playfully, laying her head down upon his shoulder; ‘‘would you like it? or am ta brazen and immodest girl to propose such a thing?”’ “Oh, never that, my sweet Chris! never that! -~and like it? oh, of course, I shouldn’t be made of flesh and blood if I didn’t like such a thought! But, my darling, you forget that horrible and abominable will! If I were to do such a per- fectly delightful thing as to marry you like that out of hand, why, there would be no Esselton. ConnicloolxSs(eo)