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 [to ]. Well, there will come a flood of gratulation! [Caresses her with emotion. [seizing hand]. My friend, I walk in rapt intoxication! Hold! As a plighted man you are a member Of Rapture's Temperance-association. Observe its rules;—no orgies here, remember! [Turning to sympathetically.

Well, my good sir!

[beaming with pleasure].

I think this promises All happiness for both.

[staring at him].

You seem to stand The shock with exemplary self-command. That's well.

What do you mean, sir?

Only this; That inasmuch as you appeared to feed Fond expectations of your own—

Indeed?