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Bunty was next bribed, with a promise of the same melting delicacies, to run up to Aldith's with the other letter, and Meg breathed freely ago feeling she had skilfully averted the threatening danger attendant on the evening meeting. But surely the notes were fated!
At last, however, it was imparted, with great impressiveness. Aldith's eldest sister was engaged, engaged to be married! Oh! wasn't it heavenly? Wasn't it romantic? and to the gentleman with the long fair moustache who had been so much at their house lately. "I knew it would come I have seen it coming for a long time. Oh! I'm not easily blinded;" Aldith said. "I know true love when I see it.
Baby looked up with stormy eyes. "Go away, Aldiff," she said. "Miss MacCarthy, Baby, dear," Meg suggested, gently, catching Aldith's half-scornful smile. "ALDIFF," repeated Baby obstinately. Then she relented, and put one caressing little arm round her sister's neck. "I will say Miff MacCarfy iss you will say ze uzzer little pig, too."
I looked for you till it was no use looking longer, and then the journey was blank. How charmingly that big hat suits you, and those jonquils at your neck. Might I beg one of the flowers? just one, please, Aldith. Your devoted friend, James Graham." And Aldith's, written on a sheet of her note-book with a pink programme pencil that she always kept in her purse, might be no worse than: "Dear Mr.
"I you Oh, Aldith, I don't see how I can come," Meg faltered, the crimson in her cheeks again. "I've never done anything like it before. I'm sure it's not right." But the curl, in Aldith's lip made her ashamed of herself. "You're just twelve, Marguerite;" the young lady said calmly: "you're not a bit more than twelve. You'd better get a roll again, and a picture-book with morals.
Aldith's pert, sprightly manner pleased him, and in a very short time they had got to the period of passing notes into each other's hands and sighing sentimentally. Not that the notes contained much harm, they were generally of rather a formal character. "My dear' Miss MacCarthy," one would run "Why were you not on the boat yesterday?
After the bi-weekly French lesson, as I have said, the two friends used to come back together in the river-boat at five o'clock. And by this boat there always came two boys by the name of Courtney, and a third boy, Aldith's particular property, James Graham.
He lost ten, exclusive of his best agate, fought a boy who had unlawfully possessed himself of his most cherished "conny," and returned home with saddened spirits an hour later, only to find as he went through the gate that he had lost Aldith's dainty little note.
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