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." "Oh, nonsense, you don't want it." "Indeed I do. I must have it." "Will you promise not to show it to anybody?" "'Course not! I'll show it to everybody!" "Then you can't have it. I'm sensitive, I admit, but I can't bear to have the children of my brain bruited to the world----" "I haven't a notion what bruited means, but I promise you I won't do that. I'll keep it sacredly guarded from human eyes, and read it to myself when I'm all alone. Why, Mr. Blaney, it's a wonderful poem. I've simply got to have it, and that's all there is about that!" "I give it to you, then, but don't,--please don't show it to the hilarious populace. It is for you only." "All right. I'll keep it for me only. But I haven't half thanked you for it. I do appreciate it, I assure you, and I feel guilty because I underrated your talent. But perhaps it is because I saw you do it, that I care so very much for it. Anyway, I thank you." Patty held out her hand in genuine gratitude, and, taking it gently, Blaney held it a moment as he said, "I claim my reward. May I come to see you in New York?" "Yes, indeed, I'll be awfully glad to have you. And Alla must come, too. I'll make a party for you as soon as the wedding is over. Will you be at that?" "At the reception, yes. And I shall see you there?" "Of course. I say, Mr. Blaney, why don't you write a wedding poem for Miss Galbraith? She'd love it! She wants everything for her wedding that can possibly be procured." "No. A poem of mine cannot be ordered, as from a caterer!" "Oh, forgive me! I didn't mean that. But, I thought you might write one, because I asked you." "No, Miss Fairfield. Anything you want for yourself, but not for others. A thousand times no! You understand?" "Yes, of course. I oughtn't to have asked you. But I'm so delighted with this poem of mine, that I spoke unthinkingly. Now, I must run away; Elise is beckoning frantically, and I daresay the guests are taking leave of me, and I'm not there! Good-bye, Mr. Blaney, until we meet in New York. And thank you more than I can say for your gift, your ever-to-be treasured gift." "It is my privilege to have offered it and for me to thank you for the opportunity." CHAPTER IX A SHOWER "If you ask me," Patty said to Nan, "I think these 'shower' affairs are ridiculous. All the girls who are coming today will give Mona a wedding present, so why add a shower gift?"
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