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CHAPTER XIV.
A TRIP TO PARIS.

The next day was Sunday; and after church I came over early to Knockcalltecrore, and had a long talk with Norah about her school project. We decided that the sooner she began the better—she because, as she at first alleged, every month of delay made school a less suitable place for her—I because, as I took care not only to allege but to reiterate, as the period had to be put in, the sooner it was begun the sooner it would end, and so the sooner would my happiness come.

Norah was very sweet, and shyly told me that if such was my decided opinion, she must say that she too had something of the same view.

"I do not want you to be pained, dear, by any delay," she said, "made by your having been so good to me; and I love you too well to want myself to wait longer than is necessary,"—an admission that was an intoxicating pleasure to me.

We agreed, that our engagement was, if not to be kept a secret, at least not to be spoken of unnecessarily. Her father was to tell her immediate relatives, so that there