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Updated: May 11, 2025
As they passed Wilf and Caroline, one said eagerly to the other: "Where's Laura Temple? I don't see anything of her. She and Godfrey Wilson were to have waited here for us." "Oh, didn't you know? Got a sore throat and can't " They went on, and Caroline breathed again.
'I and Minnie and Miss Hood. 'Oh, you are Patty, then, are you? This was an old form of joke. The child shook her dark curls with a half-annoyed gesture, but still swung on her cousin as he moved into the house. Wilfrid passed his arm about her playfully. 'Can't you make up your mind, Wilf? she asked. 'Oh yes, my mind is quite made up, he replied, with a laugh. 'And won't you tell me?
"Don't talk rot!" interrupted Caroline a sudden heat of anger flushing her all over as she jumped up from her seat. "I'm nothing to Wilson and he's nothing to me. Look there if you want any proof. That doesn't look as if he had eyes for any other girl but his own, does it?" Wilf glanced in the direction indicated, and Caroline sat down again.
"I'm sorry if I've hurt your feelings, Wilf. I'm sure I didn't want to. I only wanted to be straight with you." "Well, we'll let it pass," said Wilf. "Girls have all sorts of funny feelings we don't have, I expect; and a lot would have taken the ring first and talked afterwards. I like a girl to be straight." But he did not.
"Well, you had the steam roundabouts on Bank Holiday, and you didn't like that," said Wilf cheerfully. "Some folks are never satisfied." "Look!" said Caroline. "There's that friend of Miss Laura Temple's." Wilf turned to watch a group coming through the barrier.
Caroline and Wilf leaned back at their ease in their chairs, making remarks on those who went past. He was tired with the day's work in a stifling office in Flodmouth, and she with her extra household occupations at the Cottage owing to Miss Ethel's indisposition. "Good thing I happen to be only relieving Lillie this week," she said.
But, of course, if you were engaged only she and Wilf weren't engaged. They'd been "going together," of course, but she had no ring. She had never considered herself really engaged. Neither had Aunt Creddle
The sense of missing something was a great deal stronger now than the sense of freedom; she almost wished she had kept in with Wilf, despite that other feeling that made her desire to break with him.
"Five thousand pounds before I die!" And the sea beating on the shore just the same But out of it all, the only words she found were: "I know you will, Wilf. You'll do more than that. Look how your governor spoke about your shorthand last week." "And that brings me," continued Wilf, growing more and more solemn and important, "to what I really want to say.
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