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Updated: May 14, 2025
"Waity, Waity, don't take it so to heart!" and Patty flung herself on her knees beside Waitstill's chair. "Not till you hear everything! When I tell you all, you will dry your eyes and smile and be happy about me, and you will know that in the whole world there is no one else in my love or my life but you and my my husband."
Waitstill's heart melted, and she lifted Patty's tear-stained face to hers and kissed it. "Well, dear, I would not have had you do this for the world, but it is done, and Mark seems to have been as wise as a man can be when he does an unwise thing. You are married, and you love each other. That's the comforting thing to me." "We do," sobbed Patty.
There were other reasons why she did not want to ask Waitstill's advice.
"We've had a lovely picnic!" called Patty; "I wish you had been with us!" "You didn't ask me!" smiled Ivory, picking up Waitstill's mending-basket from the nook in the trees where she had hidden it for safe-keeping. "We've played games, Ivory," cried the boy. "Patty made them up herself. First we had the 'Landing of the Pilgrims, and Waitstill made believe be the figurehead of the Mayflower.
What's the matter?" she cried, coming closer to her sister in alarm. Waitstill's face had lost its clear color, and her eyes had the look of some dumb animal that has been struck and wounded.
"Who is the husband?" asked Waitstill dryly, as she wiped her eyes and leaned her elbow on the table. "Who could it be but Mark? Has there ever been any one but Mark?" "I should have said that there were several, in these past few months." Waitstill's tone showed clearly that she was still grieved and hurt beyond her power to conceal.
If Patty's mind inclined to a somewhat speedy departure from her father's household, she can hardly be blamed, but she felt that she could not carry any of her indecisions and fears to her sister for settlement. Who could look in Waitstill's clear, steadfast eyes and say: "I can't make up my mind which to marry"? Not Patty.
The seat of the sleigh was all white now with scattered fruit blossoms, and one of Waitstill's earliest remembrances was of going downhill with Patty toddling at her side; of Uncle Bart's lifting them into the sleigh and permitting them to sit there and eat the ripe red apples that had fallen from the tree.
When Waitstill's mother first asked her husband to buy her a new dress, and that was two years after marriage, he simply said: "You look well enough; what do you want to waste money on finery for, these hard times? If other folks are extravagant, that ain't any reason you should be. You ain't obliged to take your neighbors for an example: take 'em for a warnin'!"
Patty seized this inopportune moment to forget her father's presence, and the tragic nature of the occasion, and, in her usual impetuous fashion, flung her arms around Waitstill's neck and gave her the hug of a young bear. "My own dear sister," she said. "I don't mind anything, so long as you stand up for us." "Don't make her go to-night, father," pleaded Waitstill.
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