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Simpson, Frederick M.: The dedication
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174 The Dedication
does seem too bad though, doesn't it ? To have to postpone it
after waiting all these years, and just as it was so near, too. I
have a good mind not to go, after all—only, if I let this chance
slip, I may never have another. Besides, six months is not so
very long, is it ? And when they are over, then we won't wait
any longer. You will corae and see me off, won't you ? It would
never do for an engaged man to go away fbr even six months,
without his lady love Coming to see him Start.
Lucy. Yes, I will come. When do you go ?
Harold. The end of next week, I expect; perhaps earlier if I
can manage it. But I shall see you before then. We'll go and
have dinner together at our favourite little restaurant. When
shall it be ! Let me see, I am engaged on—I can't quite remember
what my engagements are,
Lucy. I have none.
Harold. Then that's settled. Good-bye, Luce ; you don't mind
very much, do you ? The time will soon pass. You are a little
brick to behave as you have done. [Going.'] It will be Monday or
Tuesday next for our dinner, but I will let you know. Good-
bye.
Lucy. Good-bye.
Thirty Years elapse between Scene II. and Scene III.
Scene
does seem too bad though, doesn't it ? To have to postpone it
after waiting all these years, and just as it was so near, too. I
have a good mind not to go, after all—only, if I let this chance
slip, I may never have another. Besides, six months is not so
very long, is it ? And when they are over, then we won't wait
any longer. You will corae and see me off, won't you ? It would
never do for an engaged man to go away fbr even six months,
without his lady love Coming to see him Start.
Lucy. Yes, I will come. When do you go ?
Harold. The end of next week, I expect; perhaps earlier if I
can manage it. But I shall see you before then. We'll go and
have dinner together at our favourite little restaurant. When
shall it be ! Let me see, I am engaged on—I can't quite remember
what my engagements are,
Lucy. I have none.
Harold. Then that's settled. Good-bye, Luce ; you don't mind
very much, do you ? The time will soon pass. You are a little
brick to behave as you have done. [Going.'] It will be Monday or
Tuesday next for our dinner, but I will let you know. Good-
bye.
Lucy. Good-bye.
Thirty Years elapse between Scene II. and Scene III.
Scene