"
"And it isn't an eternity to wait from now till Christmas-day. You get
that, by way of completing the list of your acquisitions, out of
_me_. In the mean time, can you, or can you not, manage to meet the
difficulties in the way of the marriage?"
"I have settled everything," Launce answered, confidently. "There is not
a single difficulty left."
He turned to Natalie, listening to him in amazement, and explained
himself. It had struck him that he might appeal--with his purse in
his hand, of course--to the interest felt in his affairs by the late
stewardess of the yacht. That excellent woman had volunteered to do all
that she could to help him. Her husband had obtained situations for his
wife and himself on board another yacht--and they were both eager
to assist in any conspiracy in which their late merciless master was
destined to play the part of victim. When on shore, they lived in
a populous London parish, far away from the fashionable district of
Berkeley Square, and further yet from the respectable suburb of Muswell
Hill.
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