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Pembroke - A Novel by Mary Eleanor Wilkins Freeman
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"I should, if there was anything to do," said Charlotte. She stopped
dusting and leaned against the wall, reflecting. "I wish it was a
real mountain to move," said she; "I'd do it."

"I'd go right down in the field where he is ploughing, and I'd make
him say he'd come to see me to-night."

"I called him back last night--you heard me," said Charlotte, with
slow bitterness. Her square delicate chin dipped into the muslin
folds of her neckerchief; she looked steadily at the floor and bent
her brow.

"I'd call him again."

"You would, would you?" cried Charlotte, straightening herself. "You
would stand out in the road and keep on calling a man who wouldn't
even turn his head? You'd keep on calling, and let all the town
hear?"

"Yes, I would. I would! I wouldn't be ashamed of anything if I was
going to marry him. I'd go on my knees before him in the face and
eyes of the whole town."

"Well, I wouldn't," said Charlotte.

"I would, if I was sure he thought as much of me as I did of him."

Charlotte looked at her proudly. "I'm sure enough of that," said she.

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