I Forbid the Banns! — page 371: what you’re looking at

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ON THE EMBANKMENT. 361 differed widely from the professional seer, who has, unfor- tunately, always been found deficient in clearness on the most important points.) Mr. Hardy had expressed the opinion that Bertha would certainly return to Julian. But when Julian recalled the exact words of Mr. Hardy on this point—when he recalled what Mr. Hardy had advanced as the possible motive for her return, he got into a train of thought that caused his eyes to fill with tears and made him yearn to clasp his beloved one once more. The possibility to which Mr. Hardy had alluded in the neuter gender, now appeared to Julian to be entitled toa greater distinction than could be embodied in the sexless pronoun. , Physiology as an applied science does not leave much margin for speculation ; but such as there was in the possi- bility alluded to by Mr. Hardy was traversed by Julian Charlton, as he strolled along the Embankment on this lovely July day. The more he thought about this possibility, the greater became his passion to take Bertha once again into his arms. ‘Wait—wait,’ Mr. Hardy had said. ‘That advice was all very good to come from Mr. Hardy; but Julian felt that he would never be able to follow it. He could not wait for weeks and months—he did not know much about physiology or embryology, but he knew he might say months—he could not even wait for days. He must find her and bring her back at once. But how—how—how ? That was his cry as he quickened his pace. For more than half an hour that one word “ How?” kept ringing in his ears, until before him stood the towers of Westminster. An irresistible impulse seized upon him when he looked up to the clock tower. He went through the gates. A member with whom he was acquainted had just come from the lobby. CONMMICLIOOlKS. EO)