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Sisters by Kathleen Thompson Norris
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"Come save me!" she shrieked in the old way, with the old laugh of
terror and delight. He jumped to her rescue, clearing the creek in
a shallow place with two splashing bounds, and catching her before
her laughing cry had fully died away in the silent arches of the
forest.

"You maniac!" he scolded, as warm, tumbled, and penitent she half
slipped and half yielded herself to his hold. "Come over here now,
and sit down, and unpack the eats! I can't have my wife drowned
before my eyes--"

The title brought a sudden flood of colour to her face; she meekly
seated herself beside him on a great log, and he locked his arm
about her.

They sat so long in the wet, sweet, sun-warmed forest, hands
clasped, that nesting birds flew boldly about them, unafraid, and
two wildcats, trotting softly in single file, green eyes blinking,
passed within a few inches of them unseeing.

"This," said Peter, after awhile, "is pleasant."

He thought she did not answer, except by a faint tightening of her
fingers. But deep down in her heart she said:

"This--is marriage."



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