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"I'm only too happy, Mr. Lightus, I never thought " But at this juncture the rejuvenated wooer ventured to clasp his rough but honest arms about the blushing prize he had won. At this juncture, also, Cicely and Rufus happened in, but beat a hasty and giggling retreat, as they rapidly took in the situation. All's well that ends well.
Lightus, how you do astonish me," faintly ejaculated the flushed widow, her comely face crimson to the roots of her soft brown hair. "You don't say!" exclaimed the rapidly enlightened Hezekiah, rousing to something like animation. "Did you think didn't you know well, I declare, I don't actually believe you did. Now ain't it a puzzle, begad!"
"Oh, mother, wish me joy! Rufus has asked me to be his wife." "Mercy on us, Cicely!" exclaimed the widow in a sort of terror, "and you want to marry him?" "Of course I do," proudly said the girl; "and I mean to marry him." "Oh, Cicely, my child! and what will Mr. Lightus do him that's been comin' here so patient, off an' on?" "Mr. Lighthouse!" disdainfully echoed the girl.
Accident had tested his noble nature as the ordinary course of events never could have done; and now was fulfilled the last wish of his parents, that in Evelyn Howard should Weldon Gardner find the glory of heaven's last, best gift to man. Hezekiah's Wooing "Walk right in, Mr. Lightus, do," said the cheery voice of the Widow Partridge, as the portly figure of Mr.
Lightus," said the widow deprecatingly, "spinnin' an' weavin's gone out o' fashion. Gals will be gals, and they mostly go in for fashion, you know." Cicely's red lip curled in scorn as she applied herself vigorously to her plaque, where the inevitable girl with muff and umbrella was stumbling into a snowdrift.
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