"It was very bold and interfering of you to say anything of the sort,
then; what business have you meddling with other people's love affairs?"
interrupted Elsie sharply; and Maud glanced at her, and turned away
quickly to avoid a look of sympathetic understanding. Elsie was old
beyond her years, and had been quick to understand the true position of
affairs; but Maud hardly knew which was more painful--Agatha's tactless
speeches, or the other's undisguised commiseration. It was a relief to
turn to Lilias and meet her lovely eyes, guilelessly free from any
feeling but her own happiness. Lilias had little natural insight, and
was, besides, so wrapped up in her own interests, that she was as blind
as a bat to what was passing around. She came forward, smiling and
blushing, and Maud kissed her, as was expected, and murmured words of
congratulation, feeling meantime that this very unconsciousness would be
her greatest assistance in the difficult time to come.
"I've heard all about it, Lilias. I hope you will be very happy. It is
really all settled, and you are engaged?"
"Yes--no! Not formally, I mean. Mother won't consent to anything
definite until she has consulted with father; but, of course, we,"--
Lilias dimpled and smiled seraphically over the unaccustomed word--"we
feel that it is settled. We are quite sure of ourselves, at least."
"Then I'd get married as soon as you could if I were you, in case you
changed," said Agatha darkly. "You do change most awfully, Lilias, you
know. When you bought your last hat you said it was a `simple love,'
and the next month you pulled it all to pieces. And you used to adore
Fanny Newby, and now you go out of the side door when you see her
coming. Get married in summer and have a rose wedding, and we'll all be
bridesmaids. I pine to be a bridesmaid, with everything new from head
to foot, and no nasty old clothes to wear out. That's the worst of
being number five! I never have everything new at once. There's always
a hat, or a jacket, or a blouse that has to be finished off. Let's sit
down and talk about it now! There's half an hour before lunch, and it's
impossible to do any work. Maud, sit down and take off your hat, and
let's be comfy!"
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