Further Chronicles of Avonlea by L. M. (Lucy Maud) Montgomery
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Besides, I would have married him long ago had not Aunt Cynthia
thrown us so pointedly at each other's heads ever since he came to Spencervale. "Very well," I said crossly. Max left for Halifax in the morning. Next day we got a wire saying it was all right. The evening of the following day he was back in Spencervale. Ismay and I put him in a chair and glared at him impatiently. Max began to laugh and laughed until he turned blue. "I am glad it is so amusing," said Ismay severely. "If Sue and I could see the joke it might be more so." "Dear little girls, have patience with me," implored Max. "If you knew what it cost me to keep a straight face in Halifax you would forgive me for breaking out now." "We forgive you--but for pity's sake tell us all about it," I cried. "Well, as soon as I arrived in Halifax I hurried to 110 Hollis Street, but--see here! Didn't you tell me your Aunt's address was 10 Pleasant Street?" "So it is." "'T isn't. You look at the address on a telegram next time you |
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