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The girls were adjusting veils and hats with adroit feminine touches; the pretty chaperon was beaming approval upon them, and the young men were taking off their wet overcoats, when Maidie turned again in sudden desperation. "Mr. Harris," she said, rather faintly, for she did not like to make herself disagreeable, "do you suppose that car comes right back from Scollay Square?"
Is it but a matter of minutes since Leila found us there, and in a manner which revealed the true feeling she has for me, ordered me to go upstairs and take off Maidie Mackenzie's gown? I had forgotten that Maidie had taken her room. I shall now go to bed and dream. Of which one I know not. My heart is full. Romanse has come at last into my dull and dreary life. Below, the revelers have gone.
What is there to warrant such flattering notice, Maidie mine?" She was looking up at him with such a halo of hope and love and pride and trust shining about her exquisite face; she stood there with one soft little hand resting on his shoulder, while the other shyly plucked at the tiny knot of dark-blue ribbon on his breast, the ribbon that had fastened her daisy to his scouting-shirt.
They had seats at the table of the commanding officer, a thing Maidie had really tried to avoid, as she felt that it discriminated, somehow, against the other nurses, who, except Mrs. Doctor Wells, their official head, were distributed about the other tables, but the major had long known and loved her father, and would have it so.
At the top of the brae the wind was blowing a cold gale, so the maidie went up again, and around to a bit of tangled garden on the sheltered side of the house. The "wee lassie Elsie" was still a bairn in short skirts and braids, who lavished her soft heart, as yet, on briar bushes and daisies.
Not that I think that city fellow's a handsome chap; by no means," she grumbled; "but Maidie does; that's certain sure. And she won't let me say a word about him oh, no; I'm a poor old woman, and my advice is not wanted!" Hagar resumed her knitting and her rocking with fresh vigor.
Marion, junior, is as pretty a girl as ever grew up in the army, and she's a brave and winsome lass besides her Dad all over, as her mother says. "Walter's ranch was thirty miles away, but he'd ride the sixty six times a week, if need be, to have a dance with Maidie Ray, and the cattle could go to the wolves. Then came the war.
Maidie, look here. Captain Kress handed this to me said they picked it up just back of where the colonel stood at parade. Is he another mash?" Marion took the envelope from the outstretched hand, drew forth a little carte-de-visite, on which was the vignette portrait of her own face, gave one quick glance, and dropped back on the pillow. All the bright color fled. The picture fell to the floor.
Would nothing help him? "You speak of my engagement," he blundered blindly on. "I wish you'd tell me about yours." "Mine? Oh, with the Red Cross, you mean? And shame be to you, Maidie Ray, you knew you well knew he didn't." "I mean to Mr. Foster. Mrs. Brent has just told me " "Mrs. Brent!" interposes Miss Ray in a flutter of amaze.
Ray is quite a thing of the past? very, very far in the past," he added, with deep and earnest feeling in place of the playful tone of the previous words. "I have been Ray or Mr. Ray, or Billy Ray and 'that scamp Ray, many a long year. Only one woman on earth called me always by the one name I strove to teach you, Maidie, and that was mother. Am I not yet 'Will' to you?"
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