Of course I love Alfred and I'll take him gladly and be
the wife he has waited for all these six lonely years. I'll make
everything up to him if I have to diet to keep thin for him the rest of
my life. I likely will have that very thing to do and I get weak at the
idea. Before I burn this book I'll have to copy it all out and be
chained to it for life. At the thought my heart dropped like a sinker to
my toes; but I hauled it up to its normal place with picturing to myself
how Alfred would look when he saw me in that old blue muslin done over
into a Rene wonder. However, old heart would show a strange propensity
for sinking down into my slippers without any reason at all. Tears were
even coming into my eyes when Tom suddenly came over the fence and
picked me and the heart up together and put us into an adventure of the
first water.
"Molly," he said in the most nonchalant manner imaginable, "we've got a
dandy, strolling, gipsy band up at the hotel; the dining-room floor is
all waxed and I'm asking for the first dance with the young and radiant
Mrs. Carter. Get into a glad rag and don't keep me waiting."
"Tom," I gasped!
"Oh, be a sport, Moll, and don't take water! You said you would wake up
this town, and now do it.
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