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Wiggin, Kate Douglas Smith, 1856-1923

"Homespun Tales"


"There's an envelope, Alcestis," he cried, "a long envelope, way, way back in
the corner, and a small box on top of it. Bring them both and my wallet too,
and if you find them all and get them to me safely you shall be bridesmaid and
groomsman and best man and usher and maid of honor at a wedding, in less than
an hour! Off with you! Drive straight and use the whip on Dolly!"
When he re-entered the kitchen, flushed with joy and excitement, Rose put the
various good things on the table and he almost tremblingly took his seat,
fearing that contact with the solid wood might wake him from this entrancing
vision.
"I'd like to put you in your chair like a queen and wait on you," he said with
a soft boyish stammer; "but I am too dazed with happiness to be of any use."
"It's my turn to wait upon you, and I--Oh! how I love to have you dazed," Rose
answered. "I'll be at the table presently myself; but we have been
housekeeping only three minutes, and we have nothing but the tin coffee-pot
this morning, so I'll pour the coffee from the stove."
She filled a cup with housewifely care and brought it to Stephen's side. As
she set it down and was turning, she caught his look,--a look so full of
longing that no loving woman, however busy, could have resisted it; then she
stooped and kissed him fondly, fervently.


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