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America together!" "To America together?" said Belle, looking full at me. "Yes," said I; "where we will settle down in some forest, and conjugate the verb siriel conjugally." "Conjugally?" said Belle. "Yes," said I; "as man and wife in America, air yew ghin." "You are jesting, as usual," said Belle. "Not I, indeed. Come, Belle, make up your mind, and let us be off to America; and leave priests, humbug, learning, and languages behind us." "I don't think you are jesting," said Belle; "but I can hardly entertain your offers; however, young man, I thank you." "You had better make up your mind at once," said I, "and let us be off. I shan't make a bad husband, I assure you. Perhaps you think I am not worthy of you? To convince you, Belle, that I am, I am ready to try a fall with you this moment upon the grass. Brynhilda, the valkyrie, swore that no one should marry her who could not fling her down. Perhaps you have done the same. The man who eventually married her, got a friend of his, who was called Sygurd, the serpent-killer, to wrestle with her, disguising him in his own armour. Sygurd flung her down, and won her for his friend, though he loved her himself. I shall not use a similar deceit, nor employ Jasper Petulengro to personate me--so get up, Belle, and I will do my best to fling you down." "I require no such thing of you, or anybody," said Belle; "you are beginning to look rather wild." "I every now and then do," said I; "come, Belle, what do you say?" "I will say nothing at present on the subject," said Belle; "I must have time to consider." "Just as you please," said I; "to-morrow I go to a fair with Mr. Petulengro, perhaps you will consider whilst I am away. Come, Belle, let us have some more tea. I wonder whether we shall be able to procure tea as good as this in the American forest." CHAPTER XV. THE DAWN OF DAY--THE LAST FAREWELL--DEPARTURE FOR THE FAIR--THE FINE HORSE--RETURN TO THE DINGLE--NO ISOPEL. It was about the dawn of day when I was awakened by the voice of Mr. Petulengro shouting from the top of the dingle, and bidding me get up. I arose instantly, and dressed myself for the expedition to the fair. On leaving my tent, I was surprised to observe Belle, entirely dressed, standing close to her own little encampment. "Dear me," said I, "I little expected to find you up so early. I suppose Jasper's call awakened you, as it did me." "I merely lay down
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