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The Melting of Molly by Maria Thompson Daviess
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you, as you make some sacrifice to complete his life. Having suffered
this, you will be all the greater woman to understand him. I accept my
own sorrow at his hands willingly, as it gives me the larger sympathy
for his work, though he will no longer need my personal encouragement as
he has for years. In the light of his love, this lesser feeling for Dr.
Moore will soon pass away and the accord between you will be complete."
This was more than I could stand, and, feeling less than a worm, I
turned my face into her breast and wailed. Now who would have thought
that girl could dance as she did?

By this time I was in such a solution of grief that I would soon have
had to be sopped up with a sponge if Pet hadn't run in all bubbling
over. Happiness has a habit of not even acknowledging the presence of
grief, and Pet didn't seem to see our red noses, crushed draperies and
generally damp atmosphere.

"Molly," she said with a deliciously young giggle, "Tom says you are to
send him two guineas to spend getting the brass band to polish up before
the six o'clock train, by which your Mr. Bennett comes. He has spent a
guinea already to induce them to clean up their uniforms, and it cost
him five pounds to bail the cornettist out of gaol for roost robbing. He
says I am to tell you that, as this is your festivity, you ought at
least to pay the piper. Hurry up, he's waiting for me, and here's the
kiss he told me to put on your left ear!"

"I suppose you delivered that kiss straight from where he gave it to
you, Pettie dear," I had the spirit to say as I went over to the desk
for my purse.

"Why, Molly, you know me better than that!" she exclaimed from behind a
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