Ten o’clock

. She is dressed. We have kissed each other⁠—we have promised each other not to lose courage. I am away for a moment in my own room. In the whirl and confusion of my thoughts, I can detect that strange fancy of some hindrance happening to stop the marriage still hanging about my mind. Is it hanging about

his

mind too? I see him from the window, moving hither and thither uneasily among the carriages at the door.⁠—How can I write such folly! The marriage is a certainty. In less than half an hour we start for the church.