Only
God knows how I have longed for this."
That evening the old banker scarcely ceased rubbing his hands in
general felicitation, while practical, housewifely Mrs. Kemble
already began to plan what she intended to do toward establishing
Helen in the adjoining cottage.
Now that Martine believed his great happiness possible, he was
eager for its consummation. At his request the 1st of December was
named as the wedding day. "The best that a fireside and evening
lamp ever suggested will then come true to me," ha urged. "Since
this can be, life is too short that it should not be soon."
Helen readily yielded. Indeed, they were all so absorbed in
planning for his happiness as to be oblivious of the rising storm.
When at last the girl went to her room, the wind sighed and wailed
so mournfully around the house as to produce a feeling of
depression and foreboding.
CHAPTER VII
YANKEE BLANK
The wild night storm which followed the most memorable day of his
life had no power to depress Martine. In the wavy flames and
glowing coals of his open fire he saw heavenly pictures of the
future.
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