"He has been on the brink of marrying her," Lush went on. "But I hope it's off now. She's a niece of the clergyman--Gascoigne--at Pennicote. Her mother is a widow with a brood of daughters. This girl will have nothing, and is as dangerous as gunpowder. It would be a foolish marriage. But she has taken a freak against him, for she ran off here without notice, when he had agreed to call the next day. The fact is, he's here after her; but he was in no great hurry, and between his caprice and hers they are likely enough not to get together again. But of course he has lost his chance with the heiress."

"He has been on the brink of marrying her," said Lush. "But I hope it's off now. She's a niece of the clergyman at Pennicote. Her mother is a widow with a brood of daughters. This girl will have nothing, and is as dangerous as gunpowder. It would be a foolish marriage. But she has taken a freak against him, for she ran off here without notice. The fact is, he's here after her; although he was in no great hurry, and they are not likely to get together again. But he has lost his chance with the heiress."
