"I have a piece of news for you," said he, trying to look as though he
was rejoiced to give it. "Edward Cossey has taken a wonderful turn for
the better. They say that he will certainly recover."
"Oh," she answered, colouring a little, "and now I have a piece of
news for you, Colonel Quaritch. My engagement with Mr. Edward Cossey
is at an end. I shall not marry him."
"Are you sure?" said Harold with a gasp.
"Quite sure. I have made up my mind," and she held out her hand, as
though to seal her words.
He took it and kissed it. "Thank heaven, Ida," he said.
"Yes," she answered, "thank heaven;" and at that moment the Squire
came in, looking very miserable and depressed, and of course nothing
more was said about the matter.
CHAPTER XXXII
GEORGE PROPHESIES AGAIN
Six weeks passed, and in that time several things happened. In the
first place the miserly old banker, Edward Cossey's father, had died,
his death being accelerated by the shock of his son's accident. On his
will being opened, it was found that property and money to no less a
value than 600,000 pounds passed under it to Edward absolutely, the
only condition attached being that he should continue in the house of
Cossey and Son and leave a certain share of his fortune in the
business.
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