You shall be my housekeeper." "Hold!" cried Blaize.

"I cannot admit that.

Patience and I are engaged." "Since you are promoted to such an important situation, you can make a better match," observed Patience.

"I release you from the engagement." "I don't choose to be released," returned Blaize; "I will marry you on the same day that the earl weds Amabel." "That will be to-night, or to-morrow at the latest," said Pillichody.
"Consent, sweetheart," he added, in a whisper to Patience; "if we can once get you and your pretty mistress out of the house, we will leave this simpleton fool in the lurch." "No, I will never consent to such a thing," returned Patience, in the same tone.
"What's that you are saying ?" inquired Blaize, suspiciously.
"Major Pillichody says he will marry me, if you won't," returned Patience.
"I have just told you I will," rejoined Blaize.

"But he must not continue his attentions.