Make the best use of it! Do'ee think ee can creep out at the key-hole, lovey?
At eight o'clock you see me again.

And then, and then," added she, clapping her hands, "it is all over.

The sun is not surer to rise, than you and your honest man to be made one." There was something in the tone with which this slut uttered her farewell, that suggested the question to Emily, "What does she mean?
Is it possible that she should know what has been planned for the few next hours ?"--This was the first moment that suspicion had offered itself, and its continuance was short.

With an aching heart she folded up the few necessaries she intended to take with her.

She instinctively listened, with an anxiety that would almost have enabled her to hear the stirring of a leaf.