Overcome by her persistence, he at length definitely engaged to wait no longer than the end of the year.

If by that time Greenacre had not put things in order, Polly was to seek her aunt and make known all that they had discovered.
"We won't be 'umbugged!" she exclaimed.

"And it begins to look to me jolly like 'umbugging.

I don't know what _you_ think." Gammon admitted that the state of things was very unsatisfactory, and must come to an end.

The last day of the year--so be it.