Do you agree to that bargain? If
you do, give me a kiss."
Madonna only paused to repress a sigh that was just stealing from her,
before she gave the required pledge. Her cheeks did not recover their
color, nor her lips the smile that had been playing on them earlier in
the evening; but she arranged Mrs. Blyth's pillow even more carefully
than usual, before she left the couch, and went away to perform as
neatly and prettily as ever, her own little household duty of making
the tea.
Zack, entirely unconscious of having given pain to one lady and cause
of anger to another, had got on to his second muffin, and had changed
his accompanying song from "Rule Britannia" to the "Lass o' Gowrie,"
when the hollow, ringing sound of rapidly-running wheels penetrated
into the room from the frosty road outside; advancing nearer and
nearer, and then suddenly ceasing opposite Mr. Blyth's own door.
"Dear me!--surely that's at our gate," exclaimed Valentine; "who can be
coming to see us so late, on such a cold night as this? And in a
carriage, too!"
"It's a cab, by the rattling of the wheels, and it brings us the 'Lass
o' Gowrie,'" sang Zack, combining the original text of his song, and
the suggestion of a possible visitor, in his concluding words.
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