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  \"No,youwouldn’teatyourheartout;you’dalwaysgetwhatyouwantedsomehow,andyouwouldn’twaitforiteither;andI’mjustthesame。I’mnotbuiltforgivingup,andenduring,andsacrificing。I’mnaturallyjustatuftofthistle—down,Mark;butlivingbesideWaitstillalltheseyearsI’vegrownashamedtobesolight,blowingabouthitherandthither。Ikeptlookingatherandborrowingsomeofherstrength,justenoughtomakemeworthytobehersister。WaitstillislikeabitofPlymouthRock,onlyit’salovelybitonthelandside,withearthinthecrevices,andflowersbloomingalloveritandhidingthegranite。Oh!ifonlyshewillforgiveus,Mark,Iwon’tmindwhatfathersaysordoes。\"

  \"Shewillforgiveus,Pattydarling;don’tfret,andcry,andmakeyourprettyeyesallred。I’11donothinginallthistomakeeitherofyougirlsashamedofme,andI’llkeepyourfatherandmineeverbeforemymindtopreventmybeingfoolishorreckless;for,youknow,Patty,I’mheelsoverheadinlovewithyou,andit’sonlyforyoursakeI’mtakingallthesepainsandagreeingtodowithoutmyownweddedwifeforweekstocome!\"

  \"Doesthetownclerk,ordoesthejusticeofthepeacegiveawedding—ring,justliketheminister?\"Pattyasked。\"Ishouldn’tfeelmarriedwithoutaring。\"

  \"Theringisallready,andhas’M。W。toP。B。’engravedinit,withtheplaceforthedatewaiting;andhereistheengagementringifyou’11wearitwhenyou’realone,Patty。MymothergaveittomewhenshethoughttherewouldbesomethingbetweenAnnabelFranklinandme。ThemomentIlookedatit——youseeit’satopazstone——andnoticedtheyellowfireinit,Isaidtomyself:’ItislikenoonebutPattyBaxter,andifshewon’twearit,noothergirlshall!’It’sthecolorofthetipendsofyourcurlsandit’sjustlikethelightinyoureyeswhenyou’remakingfun!\"

  \"It’sheavenly!\"criedPatty。\"Itlooksasifithadbeenmadeoftheyellowautumnleaves,andoh!howIlovethesparkleofit!

  ButneverwillItakeyourmother’sringorwearit,Mark,tillI’veprovedmyselfherloving,dutifuldaughter。I’lldotheonewrongthingofrunningawaywithyouandconcealingourmarriage,butnotanotherifIcanhelpit。\"

  \"Verywell,\"sighedMark,replacingtheringinhispocketwithratheracrestfallenair。\"Butthefirstthingyouknowyou’llbetoogoodforme,Patty!Youusedtobearegularwill—o’—the—wisp,allnonsenseandfun,foreverlaughingandteasing,sothatafellowcouldneverbesureofyoufortwominutestogether。\"

  \"It’sallthereunderneath,\"saidPatty,puttingherhandonhisarmandturningherwistfulfaceuptohis。\"Itwillcomeagain;

  thegirlinmeisn’tdead;sheisn’tevenasleep;butshe’sallsobereddown。Shecan’tlaughjustnow,shecanonlysmile;andthetearsarewaitingunderneath。

  readytospringoutifanyonesaysthewrongword。ThisPattyisfrightenedandanxiousandherheartbeatstoofastfrommorningtillnight。Shehasn’tanymother,andshecannotsayawordtoherdearsister,andshe’sgoingawaytobemarriedtoyou,that’salmostastranger,andsheisn’teighteen,anddoesn’tknowwhat’scomingtoher,norwhatitmeanstobemarried。Shedreadsherfather’sanger,andshecannotresttillsheknowswhetheryourfamilywillloveherandtakeherin;and,oh!she’samiserable,worriedgirl,notabitliketheoldPatty。\"

  Markheldhercloseandsmoothedthecurlsundertheloosebrownhood。\"Don’tyoufret,Pattydarling!I’mnottheboyIwaslastweek。Everywordyousaymakesmemoreofaman。AtfirstIwouldhaverunawayjustforthejoke;anythingtogetyouawayfromtheotherfellowsandproveIwasthebestman,butnow’I’msobereddown,too。I’lldonothingrash;I’llbeasstaidasthejudgeyouwantmetobetwentyyearslater。You’vemademeover,Patty,andifmyloveforyouwasn’ttherightsortatfirst,itisnow。IwishtheroadtoNewHampshirewasfulloflionsandI

  couldfightmywaythroughthemjusttoshowyouhowstrongI

  feel!\"

  \"There’llbelionsenough,\"smiledPattythroughhertears,\"thoughtheywon’thavemanesandtails;butIcanimaginehowfatherwillroar,andhowmycouragewilloozeoutoftheheelsofmyboots!\"

  \"JustletmecatchtheDeaconroaringatmywife!\"exclaimedMarkwithaswellingchest。\"Now,runalong,Pattydear,forIdon’twantyouscoldedonmyaccount。There’ssuretobeonlyadayortwoofwaitingnow,andIshallsoonseethesignalwavingfromyourwindow。I’llsoundEllenandseeifshe’sbraveenoughtobeoneoftheelopingparty。Good—night!Good—night!Oh!HowI

  hopeourgoingawaywillbeto—morrow,mydearest,dearestPatty!\"

  WINTER

  XXVI

  AWEDDING—RING

  THEsnowhadcome。Ithadbeguntofallsoftlyandsteadilyatthebeginningoftheweek,andnowfordaysithadcoveredthegrounddeeperanddeeper,driftingaboutthelittleredbrickhouseonthehilltop,bankingupagainstthebarn,andshroudingtheshedsandthesmallerbuildings。Therehadbeentwocold,stillnights;thewindowswerecoveredwithsilverylandscapeswhosedelicatefoliagemadeeverypaneofglassaleafybower,whileadazzlingcrustbediamondedthehillsides,sothatnoeyecouldrestonthemlongwithoutbecomingsnow—blinded。

  Town—HouseHillwasnotaswelltravelledasmanyothers,andDeaconBaxterhadoftentobreakhisownroaddowntothestore,withoutwaitingforthehelpofthevillagesnow—ploughtomakethingseasierforhim。ManyapathhadWaitstillbrokeninhertime,anditwasbynomeansoneofhermostdistastefultasks——thatofshovellingintothedriftsofheaped—upwhiteness,tossingthemtoonesideortheother,andcuttinganarrow,clean—edgedtrackthatwouldpackdownintothehardnessofmarble。

  Thereweremany\"chores\"tobedonethesecoldmorningsbeforeanyhouseholdcoulddrawabreathofcomfort。TheBaxterskeptbutonecowinwinter,killedthepig,——nottoeat,buttosell,——andreducedtheflockofhensandturkeys;butWaitstillwasalwaysasbusyinthebarnasinherownproperdomain。Herheartyearnedforallthedumbcreaturesabouttheplace,interveningbetweenthemandherfather’sscantycare;andwhenthethermometerdescendedfarbelowzeroshewouldbefoundstuffinghayintotheholesandcracksofthebarnandhen—house,givingthehorseandcowfreshbeddingsofstrawandamouthfulofextrafoodbetweentheslendermealsprovidedbytheDeacon。

  Itwasthreeo’clockintheafternoonandafireintheBaxters’

  kitchensincesixinthemorninghadproducedafairlytemperateclimateinthatoneroom,thoughtheentriesandchambersmighthavebeenusedforrefrigerators,astheDeaconwasasparsimoniousintheuseoffuelasinallotherthings,andifhisdaughtershadnotbeenhardyyoungcreatures,trainedfromtheirverybirthtodiscomfortsandexposuresofeverysort,theywouldhavediedlongago。

  TheBaxterkitchenandglitteredinallitsaccustomedcleanlinessandorder。Scrubbingandpolishingwerecheapamusements,andnobodygrudgedthemtoWaitstill。NotablesinRiverborowerewhiter,notinsmorelustrous,nopewterbrighter,nobrickhearthsruddierthanhers。ThebeansandbrownbreadandIndianpuddingwerebaskinginthewarmthoftheoldbrickoven,andwhatwiththecrackleandsparkleofthefire,thegleamofthebluewillow—wareonthecupboardshelves,andthescarletgeraniumsbloomingonthesunnyshelfabovethesink,therewerefewpleasanterplacetobefoundinthevillagethanthatsameBaxterkitchen。YetWaitstillwasillateasethisafternoon;shehardlyknewwhy。HerfatherhadjustputthehorseintothepunganddrivenuptoMilliken’sMillsforsomegrain,andPattywasdownatthestoreinstructingBillMorrill(CephasCole’ssuccessor)inhisnoveltaskofwaitingoncustomersandlearningthewhereaboutsofthings;noeasytaskinthebewilderingvarietyofstockinacountrystore;wherepins,treacle,gingham,Epsomsalts,Indianmeal,shoestrings,shovels,brooms,sulphur,tobacco,suspenders,rum,andindigomaybedemandedinrapidsuccession。

  Pattywasquietanddocilethesedays,thoughhercolorwasmorebrilliantthanusualandhereyeshadalltheiraccustomedsparkle。Shewentaboutherworksteadily,neitherrantingnorrailingatfate,norbewailingherlot,buteveninthisWaitstillfeltasenseofchangeanddifferencetoosubtletobeputinwords。ShehadnotedPatty’ssummerflirtations,butregardedthemindulgently,verymuchasiftheyhadbeentheirresponsiblefriskingsofalambinameadow。Waitstillhadmorethantheusualreserveinthesematters,forinNewEnglandatthattime,thoughthesoulwasasubjectofdailyconversation,theheartwasfelttoberatheranindelicatetopic,tobealludedtoasseldomaspossible。WaitstillcertainlywouldneverhaveexaminedPattycloselyastothestateofheraffections,intimateasshewaswithhersister’sthoughtsandopinionsaboutlife;shesimplybidedhertimeuntilPattyshouldconfideinher。ShehadwishednowandthenthatPatty’scapriciousfancymightsettleonPhilipPerry,although,indeed,whensheconsidereditseriously,itseemedlikeanalliancebetweenabutterflyandanowl。CephasColesheregardedasquitebeneathPatty’srightfulambitions,andasforMarkWilson,shehadgrownupinthebelief,heldinthevillagegenerally,thathewouldmarrymoneyandposition,anddriftoutofRiverborointoagayer,largerworld。Herdevotiontohersisterwassoardent,andheradmirationsosincere,thatshecouldnotthinkitpossiblethatPattywouldloveanywhereinvain;nevertheless,shehadaninstinctthatheraffectionswerecrystallizingsomewhereorother,andwhenthathappened,theuncertainandeccentrictemperofherfatherwouldraiseathousandobstacles。

  WhilethesethoughtscoursedmoreorlessvagrantlythroughWaitstill’smind,shesuddenlydeterminedtogethercloakandhoodandrunovertoseeMrs。Boynton。IvoryhadbeenawayagooddealinthewoodssinceearlyNovemberchoppingtreesandhelpingtomakenewroads。Hecouldnotgolongdistances,liketheothermen,ashefeltconstrainedtocomehomeeverydayortwotolookafterhismotherandRodman,buttheworkwastoolucrativetobealtogetherrefused。WithWaitstill’shelp,hehadatlastovercomehismother’saversiontooldMrs。Mason,theirnearestneighbor;andshe,beingnowawidowwithveryslenderresources,wenttotheBoyntons’severaltimeseachweektoputtheforlornhouseholdalittleonitsfeet。

  ItwasalluphillanddowntoIvory’sfarm,Waitstillreflected,andshecouldtakehersledandslidehalftheway,goingandcoming,orshecouldcutacrossthefrozenfieldsonthecrust。

  Shecaughtuphershawlfromahookonthekitchendoor,and,throwingitoverherheadandshoulderstoshieldherselffromthechillblastsonthestairway,ranuptoherbedroomtomakeherselfreadyforthewalk。

  Sheslippedonaquiltedpetticoatandwarmerdress,braidedherhairfreshly,whileherbreathwentoutinawhitecloudtomeetthefreezingair;snatchedherwrapsfromhercloset,andwasjustgoingdownthestairswhensherememberedthatanhourbefore,havingtobindupacutfingerforherfather,shehadsearchedPatty’sbureaudrawerforanoldhandkerchief,andhadleftthingsindisorderwhilesherantoanswertheDeacon’simpatientcallandstampuponthekitchenfloor。

  \"Hurryupanddon’tmakemestan’hereallwinter!\"hehadshouted。\"Ifyoueverkeptthingsinproperorder,youwouldn’thavetohuntalloverthehouseforapieceofragwhenyouneedit!\"

  Pattywasverydaintyaboutherfewpatchedanddarnedbelongings;alsoveryexactintheadjustmentofherbitsofribbon,hercollarsofcrochetedthread,heradoredcoralpendants,andherpileofneatcottonhandkerchiefs,hem—stitchedbyherownhands。Waitstill,accordingly,withanexclamationatherownunwontedcarelessness,dartedintohersister’sroomtoreplaceinperfectorderthearticlesshehaddisarrangedinherhaste。Sheknewthemall,thesepoorlittletrinkets,——humble,patheticevidencesofPatty’sfemininevanityanddesiretomakeherbrightbeautyatriflebrighter。

  Suddenlyherhandandhereyefellatthesamemomentonsomethinghiddeninafarcornerunderawhite\"fascinator,\"oneofthosehead—coveringsoffilmywool,dottedwithbeads,wornbythegirlsoftheperiod。Shedrewtheglittering,unfamiliarobjectforward,andthenlifteditwonderinglyinherhand。Itwasastringofburnishedgoldbeads,theavoweddesireofPatty’sheart;astringofbeadswithabrilliantlittlestoneinthefastening。And,asifthatwerenotmysteryenough,therewassomethingslippedovertheclaspednecklaceandhangingfromit,asWaitstillheldituptothelight——acircletofplaingold,awedding—ring!

  Waitstillstoodmotionlessinthecoldwithsuchathrongofbewilderingthoughts,misgivings,imaginings,rushingthroughherheadthattheywerelikeaflockofbirdsbeatingtheirwingsagainstherears。Theimaginingswerenotthoseofabsolutedreadorterror,forsheknewherPatty。Ifshehadseenthenecklacealoneshewouldhavebeenanxious,indeed,foritwouldhavemeantthatthegirl,urgedonbyungoverneddesirefortheornament,hadacceptedpresentfromonewhoshouldnothavegivenittohersecretly;butthewedding—ringmeantsome—thingdifferentforPatty,——somethingmore,somethingcertain,somethingunescapable,forgoodorill。Awedding—ringcouldstandfornothingbutmarriage。CouldPattybemarried?How,when,andwherecouldsogreatathinghappenwithoutherknowledge?Itseemedimpossible。Howhadsuchachildsurmountedthedifficultiesinthepath?Hadshebeenledawaybytheattractionsofsomestranger?No,therehadbeennoneinthevillage。TherewasonlyonemanwhohadtheworldlywisdomorthemeanstocarryPattyoffundertheveryeyeofherwatchfulsister;onlyonewiththerecklesscouragetodefyherfather;

  andthatwasMarkWilson。HisnamedidnotbringabsoluteconfidencetoWaitstill’smind。Hewasgayandyoungandthoughtless;howhadhemanagedtodothiswildthing?——andhadhedonealldecentlyandwisely,withconsiderationforthegirl’sgoodname?ThethoughtofalltheriskslyinginthetrainofPatty’syouthandinexperiencebroughtawailofanguishfromWaitstill’slips,and,droppingthebeadsandclosingthedrawer,shestumbledblindlydownthestairwaytothekitchen,intentupononethoughtonly——tofindhersister,tolookinhereyes,feelthetouchofherhand,andassureherselfofhersafety。

  Shegaveadazedlookatthetallclock,andwasbeginningtoputonhercloakwhenthedooropenedandPattyenteredthekitchenbywayoftheshed;theusualPatty,rosy,buoyant,alert,withakindofchildlikeinnocencethatcouldhardlybeassociatedwiththepossessionofwedding—rings。

  \"Areyougoingout,Waity?Wrapupwell,forit’sfreezingcold。

  Waity,Waity,dear!What’sthematter?\"shecried,comingclosertohersisterinalarm。

  Waitstill’sfacehadlostitsclearcolor,andhereyeshadthelookofsomedumbanimalthathasbeenstruckandwounded。Shesankintotheflag—bottomedrockerbythewindow,andleaningbackherhead,utterednoword,butclosedhereyesandgaveonelong,shiveringsighandadrysobthatseemeddrawnfromtheverybottomofherheart。

  XXVII

  THECONFESSIONAL

  \"WAITY,Iknowwhatitis;youhavefoundoutaboutme!WhohasbeenwickedenoughtotellyoubeforeIcoulddoso——tellme,who?\"

  \"Oh,Patty,Patty!\"criedWaitstill,whocouldnolongerholdbackhertears。\"Howcouldyoudeceivemeso?Howcouldyoushutmeoutofyourheartandkeepasecretlikethisfromme,whohavetriedtobemotherandsisterinonetoyoueversincethedayyouwereborn?Godhassentmemuchtobear,butnothingsobitterasthis——tohavemysistertakethegreateststepofherlifewithoutmyknowledgeorcounsel!\"

  \"Stop,dear,stop,andletmetellyou!\"

  \"Allistold,andnotbyyouasitshouldhavebeen。We’veneverhadanythingseparatefromeachotherinallourlives,andwhenIlookedinyourbureaudrawerforabitofsoftcotton——itwasnothingmorethanIhavedoneahundredtimes——youcanguessnowwhatIstumbledupon;awedding—ringforahandIhaveheldeversinceitwasababy’s。Mysisterhasahusband,andIamnotevensureofhisname!

  \"Waity,Waity,don’ttakeitsotoheart!\"andPattyflungherselfonherkneesbesideWaitstill’schair。\"Nottillyouheareverything!WhenItellyouall,youwilldryyoureyesandsmileandbehappyaboutme,andyouwillknowthatinthewholeworldthereisnooneelseinmyloveormylifebutyouandmy——myhusband。\"

  \"Whoisthehusband?\"askedWaitstilldryly,asshewipedhereyesandleanedherelbowonthetable。

  \"WhocoulditbebutMark?HasthereeverbeenanyonebutMark?\"

  \"Ishouldhavesaidthattherewereseveral,inthesepastfewmonths。\"

  Waitstill’stoneshowedclearlythatshewasstillgrievedandhurtbeyondherpowertoconceal。

  \"IhaveneverthoughtofmarryinganyonebutMark,andnotevenofmarryinghimtillalittlewhileago,\"saidPatty。\"Nowdonotdrawawayfrommeandlookoutofthewindowasifwewerenotsisters,oryouwillbreakmyheart。Turnyoureyestomineandbelieveinme,Waity,whileItellyoueverything,asIhavesolongedtodoallthesenightsanddays。MarkandIhavelovedeachotherforalong,longtime。Itwasonlyplayatfirst,butwewereyoungandfoolishanddidnotunderstandwhatwasreallyhappeningbetweenus。\"

  \"Youarebothofyouonlyafewmonthsolderthanwhenyouwere’youngandfoolish,’\"objectedWaitstill。

  \"Yes,weare——yearsandyears!FiveweeksagoIpromisedMarkthatIwouldmarryhim;buthowwasIevertokeepmywordpublicly?Youhavenoticedhowinsultinglyfathertreatshimoflate,passinghimbywithoutawordwhenhemeetshiminthestreet?Youremember,too,thathehasnevergonetoLawyerWilsonforadvice,orputanybusinessinhishandssincespring?\"

  \"TheWilsonsareamongfather’saversions,thatisallyoucansay;itisnousetotryandexplainthemorrebelagainstthem,\"

  Waitstillansweredwearily。

  \"Thatisallverywell,andmightbebornelikemanyanothercross;butIwantedtomarrythisparticular’aversion,\"’arguedPatty。WouldyouhavehelpedmetomarryMarksecretlyifIhadconfidedinyou?\"

  \"Neverintheworld——never!\"

  \"Iknewit,\"exclaimedPattytriumphantly。\"Webothsaidso!AndwhatwasMarktodo?Hewasmorethanwillingtocomeuphereandaskformelikeaman,butheknewthathewouldbeorderedoffthepremisesasifhewereathief。ThatwouldhaveangeredMr。

  andMrs。Wilson,andmademattersworse。Wetalkedandtalkeduntilwewerehoarse;wethoughtandthoughtuntilwenearlyhadbrainfeverfromthinking,butthereseemedtobenowaybuttotakethebullbythehorns。\"

  \"Youarebothsoyoung,youcouldwellhavebidedawhile。\"

  \"Wecouldhavebideduntilweweregray,nothingwouldhavechangedfather;andjustlatelyIcouldn’tmakeMarkbide,\"

  confessedPattyingenuously。\"Hehasbeeninarageaboutfather’streatmentofyouandme。Heknowswehaven’ttherightfoodtoeat,nothingfittowear,andnotanhourofpeaceorfreedom。Hehasevenheardthemenatthestoresaythatourverylivesmightbeindangerifwecrossedfather’swill,orangeredhimbeyondacertainpoint。Youcan’tblameamanwholovesagirl,ifhewantstotakeherawayfromsuchawretchedlife。Hislovewouldbegoodfornothingifhedidnotlongtorescueher!\"

  \"Iwouldneverhaveleftyoubehindtobearyourslaveryalone,whileIslippedawaytohappinessandcomfort——notforanymanalivewouldI

  Ihavedoneit!\"Thisspeech,sounlikeWaitstillinitsungenerousreproach,wasrepentedofassoonasitlefthertongue。\"Oh,Ididnotmeanthat,mydarling!\"shecried。\"I

  wouldhavewelcomedanychangeforyou,andthankedGodforit,ifonlyitcouldhavecomehonorablyandaboveboard。\"

  \"But,don’tyousee,Waity,howmymarriagehelpseverything?

  Thatiswhatmakesmehappiest;thatnowIshallhaveahomeanditcanbeyours。Fatherhasplentyofmoneyandcangetahousekeeper。Heisonlysixty—five,andashaleandheartyasamancanbe。Youhaveservedyourtime,andsurelyyouneednotbehisdrudgefortherestofyourlife。MarkandIthoughtyouwouldspendhalftheyearwithus。\"

  Waitstillwaivedthispointastooimpossiblefordiscussion。

  \"Whenandwherewereyoumarried,Patty?\"sheasked。

  \"InAllentown,NewHampshire,lastMonday,thedayyouandfatherwenttoSaco。Ellenwentwithus。Youneedn’tsupposeitwasmuchfunforme!Girlsthatthinkrunningawaytobemarriedisnothingbutalark,donothavetodeceiveasisterlikeyou,norhaveafathersuchasminetoreckonwithafterwards。\"

  \"Youthoughtofallthatbefore,didn’tyou,child?\"

  \"Nobodythathasn’talreadyrunawaytobemarriedonceortwicecouldtellhowitwasgoingtofeel!NeverdidIpasssounhappyaday!IfMarkwasnoteverythingthatiskindandgentle,hewouldhavetippedmeoutofthesleighintoasnowbankandleftmebytheroadsidetofreeze。Imighthavebeenmurderedinsteadofonlymarried,bythewayIbehaved;butMarkandEllenunderstood。Then,theverynextday,Mark’sfathersenthimuptoBridgtononbusiness,andhehadtogotoAllentownfirsttoreturnafriend’shorse,sohecouldn’tbreakthenewstofatheratonce,asheintended。\"

  \"DoesaNewHampshiremarriageholdgoodinMaine?\"askedWaitstill,stillintentonthebarefactsatthebottomoftheromance。

  \"Well,ofcourse,\"stammeredPatty,some—whatconfused,\"Mainehasherownwayofdoingthings,andwouldn’tbelikelytofancyNewHampshire’s。Butnothingcanmakeitwickedoranythingbutaccordingtolaw。Besides,Markconsideredallthedifficulties。

  Heiswonderfullyclever,andhehasaclerkshipinaPortsmouthlawofficewaitingforhim;andthat’swherewearegoingtolive,inNewHampshire,whereweweremarried,andmydarlingsisterwillcomesoonandstaymonthsandmonthswithus。\"

  \"WhenisMarkcomingbacktoarrangeallthis?\"

  \"Lateto—nightorearlyto—morrowmorning。

  283

  \"Wheredidyougoafteryouweremarried?\"

  \"WheredidIgo?\"echoedPatty,inachildishburstoftears。

  \"WherecouldIgo?Ittookalldaytobemarried——alldaylong,workinganddrivinghardfromsunrisetoseveno’clockintheevening。Thenwhenwereachedthebridge,Markdroppedme,andI

  walkeduphomeinthedark,andwenttobedwithoutanysupper,forfearthatyouandfatherwouldcomebackandcatchmeatitandaskwhyIwassolate。\"

  \"Mypoor,foolishdear!\"sighedWaitstill。

  Patty’stearsflowedfasteratthefirstsoundofsympathyinWaitstill’svoice,forself—pityisveryenfeebling。Shefairlysobbedasshecontinued:——

  \"Somyonlywedding—journeywasthefreezingdrivebackfromAllentown,withEllencryingallthewayandwishingthatshehadn’tgonewithus。MarkandIbothsaywe’llneverbemarriedagainsolongaswelive!\"

  \"Wherehaveyouseenyourhusbandfromthatdaytothis?\"

  \"Ihaven’tlaideyesonhim!\"saidPatty,withafreshburstofwoe。\"Ihaveacertificate—thing,andawedding—ringandabeautifulfrockandhatthatMarkboughtinBoston,butnorealhusband。I’mnomoremarriedthaneverIwas!Don’tyourememberIsaidthatMarkwassentawayonTuesdaymorning?AndthisisThursday。I’vehadthreelettersfromhim;butIdon’tknow,tillweseehowfathertakesit,whenwecantelltheWilsonsandstartforPortsmouth。Weshan’treallycallourselvesmarriedtillwegettoPortsmouth;wepromisedeachotherthatfromthefirst。Itisn’tmuchlikebeingabride,nevertoseeyourbridegroom;tohaveafatherwhowillflyintoapassionwhenhehearsthatyouaremarried;nottoknowwhetheryournewfamilywilllikeordespiseyou;andtohaveyouronlysisterangeredwithyouforthefirsttimeinherlife!\"

  Waitstill’sheartmelted,andsheliftedPatty’stear—stainedfacetohersandkissedit。\"Well,dear,Iwouldnothavehadyoudothisfortheworld,butitisdone,andMarkseemstohavebeenaswiseasamancanbewhenhedoesanunwisething。Youaremarried,andyouloveeachother。That’sthecomfortingthingtome。\"

  \"Wedo,\"sobbedPatty。\"Notwopeopleeverlovedeachotherbetterthanwe;butit’sbeenallspoiledforfearoffather。\"

  \"ImustsayIdreadtohavehimhearthenews\";andWaitstillknittedherbrowsanxiously。\"Ihopeitmaybesoon,andIthinkIoughttobeherewhenheistold。Markwillneverunder—standorbearwithhim,andtheremaybetroublethatIcouldavert。\"

  \"I’llbehere,too,andI’mnotafraid!AndPattyraisedherheaddefiantly。\"Fathercanunmarryus,that’swhyweactedinthismiserable,secret,underhandedway。Somehow,thoughIhaven’tseenMarksincewewenttoAllentown,IambraverthanIwaslastweek,fornowI’vegotsomebodytotakemypart。I’veagoodmindtogoupstairsandputonmygoldbeadsandmywedding—ring,justtogetusedtothemandtofeelalittlemoremarried。——No:I

  can’t,afterall,forthereisfatherdrivingupthehillnow,andhemaycomeintothehouse。Whatbringshimhomeatthishour?\"

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