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Updated: June 18, 2025
"I ought to have come straight to you," quavered the penitent. "I wish you had. Thank goodness, it's all right now. Let's sit down in the porch swing, Alicia. There are several things yet to be said and this is the time to say them." Her hand still in Alicia's, Jane gently pulled her toward the swing.
Alicia's letter was mailed next morning and to her surprise a reply arrived about noon, brought by a messenger. It said: My dear Miss Steele: Your welcome invitation is here. I cannot accept for to-morrow as I have an important engagement then, but I will do myself the pleasure of calling upon you TO-DAY at four o'clock, and trust I may find you at home. Sincerely yours, BAYNE CORIELL.
"I had no slightest intention of reflecting upon the character of so eminent a writer, with whose career, Miss Gaines, I am thoroughly familiar. I was merely trying to explain that I had never met him." "Oh, I see. Of course! I should have remembered that!" Miss Hopkins's entire contempt for Alicia's mentality overcame any suspicion she might have entertained.
For the first rapture of the astonishing news was beginning to wear thin, and doubt was appearing in spots. "Sophy Smith! Why, if such a wonderful, beautiful, unexpected thing had happened to me " Alicia's blue eyes misted.
Duff got out of the way to enable the newly-introduced Head of the Department of Education to inform Miss Howe that he never went to the theatre in Calcutta himself, it was much too badly ventilated; and Stephen Arnold, arriving late, shot like an embarrassed arrow through the company to Alicia's side, and was still engaged there in grieved explanation when dinner was announced.
"It's odd how one's ideas materialise. I want her drawing-room to be white and gold, with big yellow silk cushions." "When is it to happen?" "Beginning of next cold weather in not quite a year." "Ah! then there will be time. Time to get the white and gold furniture. It wouldn't be my taste quite. Is it Alicia's?" "It's our own at present, Laura's and mine. We have talked it over together.
"Don't!" said Geordie, "don't you get mixed up in a thing like that! Is Alicia Steele that sort of a girl?" "I don't know," faltered Dolly. "I heard Bernice hint once that Alicia's mother did elope with her father, but, Alicia! Why, she isn't seventeen, yet!" "Well, that's old enough to know what she's about. I advise you, Dolly, not to go in there. Tell Mr. Forbes, if you like."
Let me confess, then, that I assumed the character of a fastidious angler, and managed to be a week in discovering the right place to fish in always, it is unnecessary to say, under Alicia's guidance. We went up the stream and down the stream, on one side. We crossed the bridge, and went up the stream and down the stream on the other.
And I honestly believe that by the time I got it out it would have been transformed into a "yes," in spite of me, had it not been for a certain paragraph in Alicia's letter which came providentially to my mind: Not to flatter you, Katherine, you are a beauty, my dear if your photo is to be trusted.
But on the morning when the queen fainted away, where was the magic fish-bone? Why, there it was in the Princess Alicia's pocket! She had almost taken it out to bring the queen to life again, when she put it back, and looked for the smelling-bottle.
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