The post-office is on a beautiful
maple-shaded street and we can meet casually, as if we were ordinary
passersby. You must only speak with me a few moments, and let me
look once deep in your eyes, and then you must pass on,--out of my
life forever! But I shall have at least one moment of blissful
rapture! You will know me, because I shall wear white, with pink
roses in my hat, and a pink parasol. I can hardly wait for Thursday!
Come soon to
Your
BELLE."
"I rather guess that'll fetch him," observed Patty, complacently, as
she sealed the envelope. "I knew Kit was a romantic goose, but I
didn't suppose he'd be up to these tricks."
"Of course we'll bring him home with us, Patty," said Adele.
"Yes, he'll come fast enough."
"If he isn't too mad at you," put in Daisy.
"Oh, he won't be mad," returned Patty; "he'll be terribly cut up at
first, to think I tricked him so, but he'll get over it. And I warn
you, Adele, if he comes here he'll play some fearful joke on us to
get even."
"I don't mind," said Adele, "I like a joke once in awhile as well as
anybody else. Now if he comes Thursday, Patty, will he stay over
Saturday? That's May-day, you know, and I'd like to have him here
for the celebration.
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