I Forbid the Banns! — page 221: what you’re looking at

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ON A BISHOP. 211 ‘* My dearest,” he cried—and there was real pain in his voice——“ our last words on this subject have been spoken. I can never refer to it again,” “Very well,” said she; “I will not urge anything on you. All I can do is to consult you and obtain your sanction for all the money I may spend. I told you that I did not know how to spend money, and did you not promise toteach me? It would seem, however, that I am further off the time of instruction than ever. During the past two years I have been compelled at least to pay for my own house and for what I ate and drank, but I have not now even the satisfaction of making such inroads upon my income.” ‘Buy a few more velvet gowns strangled——-no, smothered is the word, I believe—in old lace,” said Julian, brightening up once more. ‘Do that and carry out your scheme of colonizing England, and you will find that your money will soon cease to be a burden too grievous to be borne.” ‘‘T will do that,” she said: ‘‘ And I will alsospend some money in endeavoring to bring people to believe as I do on the subject of marriage.’ The brightness died out of the face of Julian Charlton. ‘You do not mean to start a newspaper?” he said with some degree of anxiety in his voice. ‘A newspaper? Oh, dear, nothing of the sort.” ‘Nor a society of the carnisolist type ¢”’ ‘Not even a society, Julian.” ‘ Don’t tell me that you mean to get up lectures through- out the country.”’ “Certainly not—lectures are to amuse, not to instruct. It is to a theater one goes if one wants to be instructed.” “What do you mean to do, then? ”’ ‘T mean to fill our house with visitors—people of influ- | ence, you know—and let them see how happily you and I get on together without shackles. Thatis my plan. That (CORNIELIOOKS (¢(0)