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g. "Did you think I had forgotten you?" he asked. "Not a bit of it. Harvest was on and I couldn't get clear before. I've come to ask you when you intend to take another drive to Cloverside Farm. What have you been up to? You look as if you'd been working too hard." "I--I--haven't felt very well. I'm glad you came today, Mr. Bell. Perhaps I shall not see you again, and I wanted to say goodbye and thank you for all your kindness." "Goodbye? Why, where are you going?" "My brother went west a week ago," faltered Jessamine. She could not bring herself to tell the clear-eyed farmer that John Stacy had failed and had been obliged to start for the west without saying goodbye to his creditors. "His wife and I--are going too--next week." "Oh, Jessamine," exclaimed Mr. Bell in despair, "don't go--you mustn't. I want you at Cloverside Farm. I came today on purpose to ask you. I love you and I'll make you happy if you'll marry me. What do you say, Jessamine?" Jessamine, by way of answer, sat down on the nearest chair and began to cry. "Oh, don't," said the wooer in distress. "I didn't want to make you feel bad. If you don't like the idea, I won't mention it again." "Oh, it isn't that--but I--I thought nobody cared what became of me. You are so kind--I'm afraid I'd only be a bother to you...." "I'll risk that. You shall have a happy home, little girl. Will you come to it?" "Ye-e-e-s." It was very indistinct and faltering, but Mr. Bell heard it and considered it a most eloquent answer. Mrs. John fumed and sulked and chose to consider herself hoodwinked and injured. But Mr. Bell was a resolute man, and a few days later he came for the last time to No. 49 and took his bride away with him. As they drove through the beech woods he put his arm tenderly around the shy, smiling little woman beside him and said, "You'll never be sorry for this, my dear." And she never was. Miss Sally's Letter Miss Sally peered sharply at Willard Stanley, first through her gold-rimmed glasses and then over them. Willard continued to look very innocent. Joyce got up abruptly and went out of the room. "So you have bought that queer little house with the absurd name?" said Miss Sally. "You surely don't call Eden an absurd name," protested Willard. "I do--for a house. Particularly such a house as that. Eden! There are no Edens on earth. And what are you going to do with it?" "Live in it." "Alone?" Miss Sall
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