John kissin' Miss Leila!' He was off
like a shot singin' out 'Goin' to get married, sure.' It will be all over
Westways by noon, sir."
John laughed. "Well, it's true, Josiah--Confound Billy! Well, what more?"
"Oh, I would rather live with you. The Colonel wants to give me a
farm--don't want any farm."
"Well, well--we'll see about it later."
"The trouble would be, sir, who's to shave the Colonel?"
"That's serious," said John, as he rode away to rejoin Leila, who had
meant to keep their secret from the village until their aunt's return.
Three days went by before Ann Penhallow's letter of reply came to hand.
"Well, any more news, Leila?" said John.
"Yes, but not altogether pleasant--I am to leave early tomorrow. Uncle
Jim will meet me in Philadelphia--and, oh! I know Aunt Ann well--there
will be no end of shopping."
"I should feel worse about it, Leila, but I see by one of my letters
that there is some row in Pittsburgh over our last rails. I am not
responsible, but I must go to-night and see about it. Isn't it dreadful,
Leila?"
The two having come of late into a great inheritance in fairyland
demanding close personal attention were at one as regarded absence.
After dinner Leila said, "My order to report to headquarters from
heart-quarters was in the second post-script.
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