[Miss Billy's Decision by Eleanor H. Porter]@TWC D-Link bookMiss Billy's Decision CHAPTER XIII 6/14
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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