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'" "I tremble, because he does not seem to notice that he is eighty or ninety and I but fifteen, yet I fear if I reject him too scornfully and speedily the Yellow House will never be mine. I TREMBLE BECAUSE HE DOES NOT SEEM TO NOTICE THAT HE IS EIGHTY OR NINETY AND I BUT FIFTEEN YET I FEAR IF I REJECT HIM TOO SCORNFULLY AND SPEEDILY THE YELLOW HOUSE WILL NEVER BE MINE
y says, 'Colonel Foster, I s'pose,' and I say, 'Certainly.' We arrive at the office and when I introduce myself as Captain Carey's daughter I receive a glad welcome. The Colonel rings a bell and an aged beldame approaches, making a deep curtsy and offering me a beaker of milk, a crusty loaf, a few venison pasties, and a cold goose stuffed with humming birds. When I have reduced these to nothingness I ask if the yellow house on the outskirts of the village is still vacant, and the Colonel replies that it is, at which unexpected but hoped-for answer I fall into a deep swoon. When I awake the aged Colonel is bending over me, his long white goat's beard tickling my chin." (Mother Carey stops her darning now and Kathleen makes no pretence of sewing; the story is fast approaching its climax,--everybody feels that, including Peter, who hopes that he will be in it, in some guise or other, before it ends.) "'Art thou married, lady?' the aged one asks courteously, 'and if not, wilt thou be mine? NOT ACH WHICH COLONEL OR WHAT COLONEL HE SIMPLY SAYS COLONEL FOSTER I SUPPOSE AND I SAY CERTAINLY WE ARRIVE AT THE OFFICE AND WHEN I INTRODUCE MYSELF AS CAPTAIN CARY'S DAUGHTER I RECEIVE A GLAD WELCOME THE COLONEL RINGS A BELL AND AN AGED BIDAME APPROACHES MAKING A DEEP CURTSEY AND OFFERING ME A BEAKER OF MILK A CRUSTY LOAF A FEW VENISON PASTIES AND A COLD GOOSE STUFFED WITH HUMMING BIRDS WHEN I HAVE REDUCED THESE TO NOTHINGNESS I ASK IF THE YELLOW HOUSE ON THE OUTSKIRTS OF THE VILLAGE IS STILL VACANT AND THE COLONEL REPLIES THAT IT IS AT WHICH AN INSPECTED BUT HOPED FOR ANSWER I FALL INTO A DEEP SWOON WHEN I WINK THE AGED COLONEL IS BENDING OVER ME HIS LONG WHITE GOAT SPEAR TICKLING MY CHIN MOTHER CAREY STOPS HER DARNING NOW AND KATHLEEN MAKES NO PRETENSE OF SEWING THE STORY IS FAST APPROACHING ITS CLIMAX EVERYBODY FEELS THAT INCLUDING PETER WHO HOPES HE WILL BE IN IT IN SOME GUISE OR OTHER BEFORE IT ENDS ART THOU MERRY LADY THE AGEWOODEN ASKED COURTEOUSLY AND IF NOT WILT THOU BE MINE
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