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"Worse than that," she said. "We be relations in a few days. He's
going to marry my sister Nancy Ellen next Tuesday."
Kate understood the indistinct gurgle she heard to be approving, so she
added: "He came after me early so I could go to Hartley and help get
their new house ready for them to live in after the ceremony."
"Did your father give them the house?" asked Mrs. Holt eagerly.
"No. Dr. Gray bought his home," said Kate.
"How nice! What did your father give them?"
Kate's patience was exhausted. "You'll have to wait until I come
back," she said. "I haven't the gift of telling about things before
they have happened."
Then she picked up her telescope and saying "good-bye," left the house.
As they drove toward Hartley: "I'm anxious to see your house," said
Kate. "Did you find one in a good neighbourhood?"
"The very best, I think," said the doctor. "That is all one could
offer Nancy Ellen."
"I'm so glad for her! And I'm glad for you, too! She'll make you a
beautiful wife in every way. She's a good cook, she knows how to
economize, and she's too pretty for words, if she IS my sister."
"I heartily agree with you," said the doctor. "But I notice you put
the cook first and the beauty last."
"You will, too, before you get through with it," answered Kate.
"Here we are!" said he, soon after they entered Hartley. "I'll drive
around the block, so you can form an idea of the location." Kate
admired every house in the block, the streets and trees, the one house
Robert Gray had selected in every particular. They went inside and
built fires, had lunch together at the hotel, and then Kate rolled up
her sleeves and with a few yards of cheese-cloth for a duster, began
unwrapping furniture and standing it in the room where it belonged.
Robert moved the heavy pieces, then he left to call on a patient and
spend the evening with Nancy Ellen.
So Kate spent several happy days setting Nancy Ellen's new home in
order. From basement to garret she had it immaculate and shining. No
Bates girl, not even Agatha, ever had gone into a home having so many
comforts and conveniences.
Kate felt lonely the day she knew her home was overcrowded with all
their big family; she sat very still thinking of them during the hour
of the ceremony; she began preparing supper almost immediately, because
Robert had promised her that he would not eat any more of the wedding
feast than he could help, and he would bring Nancy Ellen as soon
afterward as possible. Kate saw them drive to the gate and come up the
walk together. As they entered the door Nancy Ellen was saying: "Why,
how does the house come to be all lighted up? Seems to me I smell
things to eat. Well, if the table isn't all set!"
There was a pause and then Nancy Ellen's clear voice called: "Kate!
Kate! Where are you? Nobody else would be THIS nice to me. You dear
girl, where are you?"
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