Unity, unity! Mrs.
Mudge's ardour, we must confess, proves her sincerity.'
Mr. Goacher took another glass of Mrs. Mudge's wine. After the
dessert of almonds and raisins, figs, apples, and oranges--also
supplied by Mrs. Mudge--Miss Toller rose and said she hoped she
might be excused, but Mr. Goacher pressed her to stay. He had
offered to entertain the company with a trifling humorous
composition of his own. She consented, and he recited a parody on
'To be or not to be,' descriptive of a young lady's perplexity at
having received an offer of marriage. When it was over Miss Toller
departed. It was now nine o'clock, and she found that the dinner
things had been washed up, and that Helen had gone to bed. The next
morning she went downstairs a little later than usual, but there was
no Helen. She ran up to her bedroom. It was empty; she had slept
there that night, but her box was packed and directed, and there was
a paper on it to say that the carrier would call for it. Miss
Toller was confounded. She would have rushed to the station, but
the first train had gone.
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