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52 A Story of London. had no one to advise me, that I loved him very dearly, and that he is quite extraordinarily eloquent and per- suasive, and has a voice which can make one do any- thing. “From that moment he spent all his time with me. When I came down to breakfast in the morning I used to find him there, and he never left me until he had seen me home from the theatre every night. He seemed re- luctant to let me go out.of his sight, and constantly re- proached me for not allowing him to come in to supper with me, as he declared he spent the greater part of each night walking up and down outside my lodgings. As we only stayed a week in each town, he complained bitterly that our marriage would be impossible until the tour broke up for a fortnight’s vacation at Christmas before going on for another twenty weeks in the new year. At last, quite unexpectedly, through some dis- appointment about a date for a theatre, Sergius learned from the manager that we were going to play for two weeks in Sheffield, instead of a week, as was at first in- tended, so that he would have time to give the fortnight’s notice of residence necessary for the marriage license. “But here came another difficulty which well nigh up- set his plans. The marriage, so Sergius told me, must be kept a profound secret, not only from my relations and his own, but also from all the members of the ‘Set- tled for Life’ company. “At first I thought he must be jesting, the request seemed so preposterous; but when I realized that he was thoroughly in earnest, I became very angry, and re- fused to take him on such terms. We had a stormy scene; he accused me of breaking his heart and ruining his career with my puritanical folly and selfishness. I had sent him mad by my coquetry, and he swore that whatever crime he might commit would lie at my door, Eomichook (E@)