Is
she merely anxious to get rid of me on easy terms? Probable. Am I the
sort of man to be treated in this way by my own pupil? Decidedly not: I
am the man to see my way through a neat succession of alternatives; and
here they are:
First alternative: To announce my compliance with her proposal; to
exchange addresses with her; and then to keep my eye privately on all
her future movements. Second alternative: to express fond anxiety in a
paternal capacity; and to threaten giving the alarm to her sister and
the lawyer, if she persists in her design. Third alternative: to turn
the information I already possess to the best account, by making it a
marketable commodity between Mr. Michael Vanstone and myself. At present
I incline toward the last of these three courses. But my decision is
far too important to be hurried. To-day is only the twenty-ninth. I will
suspend my Chronicle of Events until Monday.
_May 31st_.--My alternatives and her plans are both overthrown together.
The newspaper came in, as usual, after breakfast. I looked it over, and
discovered this memorable entry among the obituary announcements of the
day:
"On the 29th inst., at Brighton, Michael Vanstone, Esq.
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