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It was just before the Christmas holidays when I finally made up my

mind that of all the women in the world the Doctor's daughter was the

one for me, and when I told her so she did not try to conceal that

this was also her own opinion. I had seen the most charming qualities

in other women, and my somewhat rapid and enthusiastic study of them

had so familiarized me with them that I was enabled readily to

perceive their existence in others. I found them all in the Doctor's

daughter.

Her father was very well pleased when he heard of our compact. It was

plain that he had been waiting to hear of it. When he furthermore

heard that I had decided to abandon all thought of the law, and to

study medicine instead, his satisfaction was complete. He arranged

everything with affectionate prudence. I should read with him,

beginning immediately, even before I gave up my school. I should

attend the necessary medical courses, and we need be in no hurry to

marry. We were both young, and when I was ready to become his

assistant it would be time enough for him to give me his daughter.

We were sitting together in the Doctor's library and had been looking

over some of the papers of the Walford Literary Society, of which we

were both officers, when I said, looking at her signature:

"By-the-way, I wish you would tell me one thing. What does the initial

'E.' stand for in your name? I never knew any one to use it."

"No," she said; "I do not like it. It was given to me by my mother's

sister, who was a romantic young lady. It is Europa. And I only hope,"

she added, quickly, "that you may have fifty years of it."

* * * * *

Three years of the fifty have now passed, and each one of the young

women I met in Cathay has married. The first one to go off was Edith

Larramie. She married the college friend of her brother who was at the

house when I visited them. When I met her in Walford shortly after I

heard of her engagement, she took me aside in her old way and told me

she wanted me always to look upon her as my friend, no matter how

circumstances might change with her or me.

"You do not know how much of a friend I was to you," she said, "and it

is not at all necessary you should know. But I will say that when I

saw you getting into such a dreadful snarl in our part of the

country, I determined, if there were no other way to save you, I would

marry you myself! But I did not do it, and you ought to be very glad

of it, for you would have found that a little of me, now and then,

would be a great deal more to your taste than to have me always."