"I don't exactly know the rights of that affair," rejoined Griffin, with some curiosity. "I had a terrible dream last night. —You've your answer, Blueskin," he added, pushing that individual, who seemed unwilling to depart, towards the door; "it's useless to urge the matter further. Were the parents agreeable? Were they of age? Had the license been procured? But here, in a far country, only the velvet manacles of wedlock were necessary. I'll put them in your room; then we'll have a look-see. He leaned back in a low chair, and watched her graceful movements, the play of her white hands as she bent over some wonderful machine. As she danced there was in her ears the faded echo of wooden tom-toms.
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