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It was a puzzling problem to equip Lily Rose in the conventional bridal white vestments, for the bride-to-be was very proud and independent and wouldn't hearken to Amarilly's plea to be allowed to contribute toward a new dress. "We're under obligations to him, you know," argued Amarilly "and I'd like to help him by helping you." Lily Rose was strong of will despite her sweet smile.
"I think it would please him so to have you ask. He likes to have you take interest in others." "Amarilly, you are a regular little Sherlock! Well, yes, I will," promised Colette, secretly glad of this opportunity for friendly converse with John once more, "but if the Annex has to be built first, there's no hurry." "Yes, there is.
Derry'll be hum, and sendin' fer me. Then we'll all be earnin' excep' Gus." At the end of the week Amarilly eagerly went to deliver the washings at the rectory and Miss King's, but in both instances she was doomed to disappointment, as her friends were not in. "I'll go to church and see 'em," she resolved.
When he came Colette, fearful lest he should misinterpret her action in making this overture, plunged at once into the subject. "I promised Amarilly I would see you and ask you for something in her friends' behalf." "Then it is to Amarilly I am indebted for this call," he remarked whimsically. "It's about the Boarder," she continued, gaining ease at the softening of his brown eyes.
I have learned to make salads and ices, and then we'll have coffee and sandwiches and bride's cake beside." "Some one has to give the bride away, you know, Amarilly, in Episcopal weddings." "I know it. But poor Lily Rose has no one that belongs to her. Her relations are all dead. That's another reason why the Boarder is so nice to her. So ma is going to give her away.
I am going to spend the evening with you." "Oh, no!" she protested, appalled at the prospect. "You mustn't." "Why, Amarilly, how inhospitable you are! I thought you would be pleased." "I guess you couldn't stand for it." "Stand for what, Amarilly?"
He shook his head thoughtfully, but when the boys and Cory had gone to bed, he unfolded a proposition that he had been evolving during their financial discussion, and which now found overwhelming favor and enthusiasm with his hearers. The next day Amarilly called upon Mr. Vedder at the theatre. "He's got more sound business to him than Mr. Derry or Mr. St. John," she shrewdly decided.
Jenkins looked a little askance at the "best skirt" of blue which had shrunk from repeated washings to a near-knee length, but Amarilly assured her that it was not as short as the skirts worn by the ballet girls. She cut up two old blouses and fashioned a new, bi-colored waist bedizened with gilt buttons. The Boarder presented a resplendent buckle, and Flamingus provided a gawdy hair-ribbon.
Promptness was ever Amarilly's chief characteristic, and she arrived long in advance of the ushers. This gave her an opportunity to sample several pews before finally selecting one whose usual occupants, fortunately, were out of the city. The vastness and stillness of the edifice, disturbed now and then by silken rustle and soft-shod foot were bewildering to Amarilly.
She hesitated, and then awkwardly extended her hand, which he shook most cordially. "Thank you for a day's entertainment, Amarilly. I haven't been bored once. You have very nice hands," looking down at the one he still held. She reddened and jerked her hand quickly away. "Now you are kiddin'! They're redder than my hair, and rough and big." "I repeat, Amarilly, you have nice hands.
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