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 Neither the next morning, nor the morning after did Captain Croome, to the great disappointment of Pollyooly, come to the Temple. But on the afternoon of the second day there came a letter from him to the Honorable John Ruffin, saying that he had had no word from Grizel.

Pollyooly brought in his tea as the Honorable John was answering it, and he said: "You will be pleased to hear, Pollyooly, that the course of true love is at last running smoothly. To-morrow Captain Croome will come in triumph. His lady-love is letting a silent, decorous interval elapse before she assents to his being Young Lochinvar in a taxicab."

"Yes, sir," said Pollyooly with an amiable smile.

Sure enough, the next morning proved him a true prophet. He had eaten but one rasher of bacon when Captain Croome dashed into his room, red with joy, and cried: "She's agreed! She's agreed!"

"Good," said the Honorable John Ruffin calmly. "Sit down and have some breakfast."

"Breakfast! You don't suppose I want any breakfast!" cried Captain Croome with horrid scorn.

"I did. But I perceive that you are too full of