On the Church Steps by Sarah C. Hallowell
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go again."
"But did you really wear that dress I saw you in?" "For that once only. You see, I was at Watervliet when you came. If you had only gone straight there, dear goose! instead of dodging in the road, you would have found me. I had grown a little tired of the monotony of the village, and was glad to join the party starting for Niskayuna, it was such a glorious drive across the mountain. I longed for you all the time." "Pretty little Shakeress! But why did they put us on such a false track?" "Oh, we had expected to reach home that night, but one of the horses was lame, and we did not start as soon as we had planned. We came back on Saturday afternoon--Saturday afternoon, and this is Monday morning!", leaning back dreamily, and looking across the blue distance to the far-off hills. "Then I got your card, and they told me about you, and I knew, for all the message, that you'd be back on Sunday morning. But how could I tell then that Fanny Meyrick would not be with you?" "Bessie!" and my hand tightened on hers. "Oh, Charlie, you don't know what it is to be jealous. Of course I did know that--no, I didn't, either, though I must have been _sure_ underneath that day. For it was more in fun than anything else, after I knew you were in the meeting-house--" |
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