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THRICE WEDDED. | 37 stitution, where I hope rigid discipline and a thorough education will bring you to your senses.” Saying which he hastily left the room, again locking the door after him. Robert caught his breath quickly. Could he go so far away from Dora? He asked himself the question over and over again. His brain seemed on fire — at the thought, and for a long time he rebelled at the idea. Finally, when he could think calmly about it, he reasoned that he must have an education, that he wanted one, and that Dora must be educated too, and he desired that she might become a polished and elegant young lady, so that when he graduated and came to claim her, his father could not help being reconciled to their marriage, and willing to acknowledge her as his daughter. Yes, indeed, he thought, on the whole it was better so. Better even to be separated; then each would study the hardest to please the other, and he resolved to calmly obey the decree, go his long journey peaceably, and make the most of every advantage. But he must see Dora first; and howto manage it? Here the anxious look came back to his eyes. ; He was a prisoner, securely locked within his room, but he must get out some way, he must and would see his Brightie once more before he commenced the long and weary discipline in store for him. A light and fancy trellis was underneath his window, so near that he could easily step out upon it. But would it bear his welgat? He went to the window and looked out, and his face _ lighted up with a triumphant smile, for he saw it was per- fectly safe, and the way was now opened for him to go and bid his little wife a last ‘‘good-by.” He spent the rest of the day in gathering up his treasures, and preparing for his journey. It seemed a long time after the servant brought him his tea, (and.a dainty supper it was too, this last one which he was to eat beneath his father’s roof for years) until dark. But at length night drew her sable robe around the earth, and all was hushed and quiet. Robert satisfied himself that no one was around the house, and then lightly descended the trellis, and made his way swiftly toward the little white eotag ys which contained the treasure of his heart, mn Eomicbooks (ele)