I can't call him Mr. Braddock, or
Professor Braddock, when I live with him, so `father' is the sole
mode of address left to me. And after all," she added, taking
her lover's arm, "I like the Professor; he is very kind and good,
although extremely absent-minded. And I am glad he has
consented, for he worried me a lot to marry Sir Frank Random. I
am glad you bought me."
"But I didn't," cried the exasperated lover.
"I think you did, and you shouldn't have diminished your income
by buying what you could have had for nothing."
Archie shrugged his shoulders. It was vain to combat her fixed
idea.
"I have still three hundred a year left. And you were worth
buying."
"You have no right to talk of me as though I had been bought."
The young man gasped. "But you said--"
"Oh, what does it matter what I said. I am going to marry you on
three hundred a year, so there it is. I suppose when Bolton
returns, my father will be glad to see the back of me, and then
will go to Egypt with Sidney to explore this secret tomb he is
always talking about."
"That expedition will require more than a thousand pounds," said
Archie dryly. "The Professor explained the obstacles to me.
However, his doings have nothing to do with us, darling.
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