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"Maggie  you don't say so," said her mother, half incredulously. "It can't be, for he's at Cambridge, and it's not post day. What do you mean?" MAGGIE YOU DON'T SAY SO SAID HER MOTHER HALF INCREDULOUSLY IT CAN'T BE FOR HE IS AT CAMBRIDGE AND IT'S NOT POSTY WHAT DO YOU MEAN
led by the heat. I declare my head aches so, I shall go and lie down as soon as ever dinner is over." If this was her plan, Maggie thought she had no time to lose in making her confession. Frank would be here before her mother got up again to tea. But she dreaded speaking about her happiness; it seemed as yet so cobweb-like, as if a touch would spoil its beauty. "Mamma, just wait a minute. Just sit down in your chair while I tell you something. Please, dear mamma." She took a stool, and sat at her mother's feet; and then she began to turn the wedding-ring on Mrs. Browne's hand, looking down and never speaking, till the latter became impatient. "What is it you have got to say, child? Do make haste, for I want to go up-stairs." With a great jerk of resolution, Maggie said: "Mamma, Frank Buxton has asked me to marry him." She hid her face in her mother's lap for an instant; and then she lifted it up, as brimful of the light of happiness as is the cup of a water-lily of the sun's radiance.  UP ALL THE THINGS WHICH ARE SPOILED BY THE HEAT I DECLARE MY HEAD ACHES SO I SHALL GO AND LIE DOWN AS SOON AS EVER DINNER IS OVER IF THIS WERE HER PLAN MAGGIE THOUGHT SHE HAD NO TIME TO LOSE IN MAKING HER CONFESSION FRANK WOULD BE HERE BEFORE HER MOTHER GOT UP AGAIN TO TEA BUT SHE DREADED SPEAKING ABOUT HER HAPPINESS IT SEEMED AS YET SO COBWEB LIKE AS IF A TOUCH WOULD SPOIL ITS BEAUTY MAMMA JUST WAIT A MINUTE JUST SIT DOWN IN YOUR CHAIR WHILE I TELL YOU SOMETHING PLEASE DEAR MAMMA SHE TOOK A STOOL AND SAT AT HER MOTHER'S FEET AND THEN SHE BEGAN TO TURN THE WEDDING RING ON MISSUS BROWN'S HAND LOOKING DOWN AND NEVER SPEAKING TILL THE LATTER BECAME IMPATIENT WHAT IS IT YOU'VE GOT TO SAY CHILD DO MAKE HASTE FOR I WANT TO GO UP STAIRS WITH A GREAT JERK OF RESOLUTION MAGGIE SAID MAMMA FRANK BUS BUXTON HAS ASKED ME TO MARRY HIM SHE HID HER FACE IN HER MOTHER'S LAP FOR AN INSTANT AND THEN SHE LIFTED IT UP AS BRIMFUL OF THE LIGHT OF HAPPINESS AS IS THE CUP OF A WATER LILY OF THE SUN'S RADIANCE
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