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Mr. Holdern dined with us that evening, and when he and I had the table to ourselves, and little clouds of blue smoke began to curl upwards to the ceiling, he made a sudden request to rue.
"I want you to let me have Marian at once," he said. "Why not let us be married before you go away?"