"Not you; or if you do, you'll lose your promotion. You'll never
live to be my Lady Rue. And what will Graham say? You know you've
given him half a promise."
"That's not true, Julia;--I never gave him the tenth part of a
promise."
"Well, he says so;" and then the words between the young ladies
became a little more angry. But, nevertheless, in due time they came
forth with faces smiling as usual, with their hair brushed, and
without any signs of warfare.
But Marian had to stand another attack before the business of the
evening commenced, and this was from no less doughty an antagonist
than her aunt, Miss Jack. Miss Jack soon found that Maurice had not
kept his threat of going home; and though she did not absolutely
learn from him that he had gone so far towards perfecting her dearest
hopes as to make a formal offer to Marion, nevertheless she did
gather that things were fast that way tending. If only this dancing
were over! she said to herself, dreading the unnumbered waltzes with
Ewing, and the violent polkas with Graham. So Miss Jack resolved to
say one word to Marian--"A wise word in good season," said Miss Jack
to herself, "how sweet a thing it is.
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