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Mrs. Browne spoke quite sharply, "No one is so particular as you, Maggie. MISSUS BROWN SPOKE QUITE SHARPLY NO ONE IS SO PARTICULAR AS YOU MAGGIE
 hard upon me. Let me come to tea. If you will, I will leave you now. Let me come to early tea. I must speak to my father. He does not know I am here. I may come to tea. At what time is it? Three o'clock. Oh, I know you drink tea at some strange early hour; perhaps it is at two. I will take care to be in time." "Don't come till five, please. I must tell mamma; and I want some time to think. It does seem so like a dream. Do go, please." "Well! if I must, I must. But I don't feel as if I were in a dream, but in some real blessed heaven so long as I see you." At last he went. Nancy was awaiting Maggie, the side-gate. "Bless us and save us, bairn! what a time it has taken thee to get the water. Is the spring dry with the hot weather?" Maggie ran past her. All dinner-time she heard her mother's voice in long-continued lamentation about something. She answered at random, and startled her mother by asserting that she thought "it" was very good; the said "it" being milk turned sour by thunder. OT TO DAY NOT TO DAY SAID HE REPROACHFULLY YOU ARE VERY HARD UPON ME LET ME COME TO TEA IF YOU WILL I WILL LEAVE YOU NOW LET ME COME TO EARLY TEA I MUST SPEAK TO MY FATHER HE DOES NOT KNOW I AM HERE I MAY COME TO TEA AT WHAT TIME IS IT THREE O'CLOCK OH I KNOW YOU DRINK TEA AT SOME STRANGE EARLY HOUR PERHAPS IT IS AT TWO I'LL TAKE CARE TO BE IN TIME DON'T COME TILL FIVE PLEASE I MUST TELL MAMMA AND I WANT SOME TIME TO THINK IT DOES SEEM SO LIKE A DREAM DO GO PLEASE WELL IF I MUST I MUST BUT I DON'T FEEL AS IF I WERE IN A DREAM BUT IN SOME REAL BLESSED HEAVEN SO LONG AS I SEE YOU AT LAST HE WENT NANCY WAS AWAITING MAGGIE THE SIDE GATE BLESS US AND SAVE US BEN WHAT TIME IT HAS TAKEN THEE TO GET THE WATER IS THE SPRING DRY WITH THE HOT WEATHER MAGGIE RAN PAST HER ALL DINNER TIME SHE HEARD HER MOTHER'S VOICE IN LONG CONTINUED LAMENTATION ABOUT SOMETHING SHE ANSWERED AT RANDOM AND STARTLED HER MOTHER BY ASSERTING THAT SHE THOUGHT IT WAS VERY GOOD SHE SAID IT BEING MILK TURNED SOUR BY THUNDER
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