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The agile step that goes with a happy heart was heard on the stairs, and the Reverend, smiling diabolically, sought sudden refuge behind the heavy folds of the velvet window-curtains. Alonzo entered and flew to the telephone. Said he: "Rosannah, dear, shall we sing something together?" "Something modern?" asked she, with sarcastic bitterness. "Yes, if you prefer." "Sing it yourself, if you like!"
You are both good people, and I like you; so I am going to trust you together while I attend to a few household affairs. Sit down, Rosannah; sit down, Alonzo. Good-by; I sha'n't be gone long." Alonzo had been bowing and smiling all the while, and motioning imaginary young ladies to sit down in imaginary chairs, but now he took a seat himself, mentally saying, "Oh, this is luck!
Two little hours ago I was a free man, and now my heart's in San Francisco!" About that time Rosannah Ethelton, propped in the window-seat of her bedchamber, book in hand, was gazing vacantly out over the rainy seas that washed the Golden Gate, and whispering to herself, "How different he is from poor Burley, with his empty head and his single little antic talent of mimicry!" Four weeks later Mr.
Alonzo hastened to say: "Calm yourself, my child. It is nothing. Already I am getting well under the sweet healing of your presence. Rosannah?" "Yes, Alonzo? Oh, how you terrified me! Say on." "Name the happy day, Rosannah!" There was a little pause. Then a diffident small voice replied, "I blush but it is with pleasure, it is with happiness. Would would you like to have it soon?"
So the vengeful feeling went right out of my heart, and I begged him to stay, and said I forgave him everything. But he wouldn't. He said he would live to be avenged; said he would make our lives a curse to us. But he can't, can he, dear?" "Never in this world, my Rosannah!"
"Yes, our mother and our Aunt Susan I am content to word it so if it pleases you; I would so like to have them present." "So would I. Suppose you telegraph Aunt Susan. How long would it take her to come?" "The steamer leaves San Francisco day after tomorrow. The passage is eight days. She would be here the 31st of March." "Then name the 1st of April; do, Rosannah, dear."
This snappishness amazed and wounded the young man. He said: "Rosannah, that was not like you." "I suppose it becomes me as much as your very polite speech became you, Mr. Fitz Clarence." "Mister Fitz Clarence! Rosannah, there was nothing impolite about my speech." "Oh, indeed! Of course, then, I misunderstood you, and I most humbly beg your pardon, ha-ha-ha!
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