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at the corner of the street at 11, 
precisely. 1 ‘ Ila ! it has caused a 
smile to play upon those lips, and 
a suffusion of crimson over those fair 
cheeks. Is it not a charming bou¬ 
quet ? Yes, you gather up the Flow¬ 
ers, and hasten to your boudoir. For 
why ? Is it to calm your agitation 
and surprise; to pause and reflect, 
before you decide upon an act on 
which your future happiness depends? 
Is it to call to your remembrance 
the love and kindness of your pa¬ 
rents, their indulgence for so many 
years, the misery you will occasion 
them, the indelicacy of the elope¬ 
ment, and the scandal and grief it 
