And ANN was
walking the floor thoroughly excited.
"It's just my confounded luck," said she, angrily, "just as I was
counting on galling BELINDA, too. I don't believe," she added after a
pause, "that BLINKSOP'S got spunk enough to contest it."
"Perhaps not; but if he _should_----"
"Well, what shall I do?" she interrupted, impatiently.
The lawyer reached deliberately over the table, and drank the few drops
of wine that remained in ANN'S glass.
"Do," said he, slowly, "just what you were going to do, in the first
place."
"What! Marry JEFFRY MAULBOY?"
The lawyer nodded.
"But it's too late now. He wouldn't come."
"Try it," was the lawyer's answer. "_Urge_ him," he added,
significantly.
The woman who hesitates is lost. ANN hesitated, but she wasn't lost. No;
she rather thought she was found.
"I'll do it, old boy," she finally said, "if I can find him, high or
low. See here, if you don't hear from me, come here day after
to-morrow--will you--and bring DIGBY with you?"
The lawyer promised, and took his departure.
ANN immediately wrote a letter, sealed and directed it to JEFFRY
MAULBOY, and rung for TEDDY.
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