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As they scattered for home, after Betty's nice supper, Sara found herself, as usual, at Miss Prue's side; and, looking up into her friend's face, said, with a mischievous smile, "So that's why you wanted me to go to the quilting, is it? If you had told me" "You wouldn't have gone!" interrupted her friend promptly. "I know you so well, Sara!
Do people know you in Aunt Prue's city?" "Yes, they knew me once and they are not likely to forget. Promise me, Jerrie Prue, that you will give up your first name." "I don't like to, now I must, but I will, papa, and I'll tell Aunt Prue you liked her name best, shall I?"
Here was a transformation indeed! Nor had Ida May's activities been confined wholly to the house and the old folks' comfort. He noted that the wire fence of the chicken run was handily repaired; that Aunt Prue's few languishing flowers had been weeded; and that one end of the garden was the neater for the use of hoe and rake.
Mollie's heart softened: "He was in such a hurry that there was no time to get you, and it was my fault afterwards just as much as Prue's." "I'll tell you now if you like," Grizzel went on; "only you must promise not to tell Prudence and Hugh." "No," said Mollie, "I can't do that. Prudence was awfully frightened; she got quite pale.
But I brought to Prue a branch of magnolia blossoms, with Mr. Bourne's kindest regards, and she put them upon her table, and our little house smelled of Italy for a week afterward. The incident developed Prue's Italian tastes, which I had not suspected to be so strong. I found her looking very often at the magnolias; even holding them in her hand, and standing before the table with a pensive air.
"I know which is hers, the thin paper and the writing that runs along." "And the other is from Uncle John." "To me?" she queried. "No, this is mine, but I will read it to you. First I want to tell you about Aunt Prue's home." "Is it like this? near the sea? and can I play on the beach and see the lions?" "It is near the sea, but it is not like this; her home is in a city by the sea.
I forgot she was your pastor's wife. But it's too late now." "Prue!" Miss Prudence laid her hand on Prue's head to keep her quiet. "Ask Marjorie and Mrs. Kemlo and Deborah to come into the parlor." "We are to be married, Prue!" said John Holmes. "Who is?" asked Prue. "Aunt Prue and I. Don't you want papa and mamma instead of Uncle John and Aunt Prue?" "Yes; I do! Wait for us to come.
"You need not disturb yourself," said Mark, "we are only making this a way-station, en route for the studio. Can you tell me where my knapsack is to be found? after one of Prue's stowages, nothing short of a divining-rod will discover it, I'm afraid." "I know where it is. Are you going away again so soon, Mark?" "Only a two days' trip up the river with these mates of mine.
For my part, I find in the best romance only the story of my love for her, and often as I read to her, whenever I come to what Titbottom calls "the crying part," if I lift my eyes suddenly, I see that Prue's eyes are fixed on me with a softer light by reason of their moisture. Our cousin the curate loved, while he was yet a boy, Flora, of the sparkling eyes and the ringing voice.
"I can't tell you what it was, for I have eaten meals I really relished better; but it was there, and I have never experienced it anywhere else, not even at Miss Prue's. It seemed as if I were in a palace, with soft music and sweet odors about me; yet there was no music, and the only fragrance was from the tea.
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