Mr. Osborne pulled frantically at the cord by which he was accustomed

to summon the butler when he wanted wine--and almost black in the face,

ordered that functionary to call a coach for Captain Osborne.

"I've done it," said George, coming into the Slaughters' an hour

afterwards, looking very pale.

"What, my boy?" says Dobbin.

George told what had passed between his father and himself.

"I'll marry her to-morrow," he said with an oath. "I love her more

every day, Dobbin."




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