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Miss Billy's Decision

CHAPTER XIII
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He never said anything but that he loved you, and he never thought anything but that you were going to be his.
Men never do--till the wedding day.

Then they never think of anything but a place to run," she finished laughingly, as she began to arrange on a stand the quantity of little white boxes waiting for her.
"But if he'd told me--in time, I wouldn't have had a thing--but the minister," faltered Marie.
"And when you think so much of a pretty wedding, too?
Nonsense! It isn't good for a man, to give up to his whims like that!" Marie's cheeks grew a deeper pink.

Her nostrils dilated a little.
"It wouldn't be a 'whim,' Mrs.Hartwell, and I should be _glad_ to give up," she said with decision.
Mrs.Hartwell laughed again, her amused eyes on Marie's face.
"Dear me, child! don't you know that if men had their way, they'd--well, if men married men there'd never be such a thing in the world as a shower bouquet or a piece of wedding cake!" There was no reply.

A little precipitately Marie turned and hurried away.

A moment later she was laying a restraining hand on Billy, who was filling tall vases with superb long-stemmed roses in the kitchen.
"Billy, please," she panted, "couldn't we do without those?
Couldn't we send them to some--some hospital ?--and the wedding cake, too, and--" "The wedding cake--to some _hospital!_" "No, of course not--to the hospital.


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