We
both married well, and we have cared for our husbands and been happy.
But we both know that there was deep down a memory"--
"No, no, Di," her friend interrupted excitedly, "you shall not make me
think of that! I have forgotten all that; and I am dying comfortably.
You shall not make me think of him! Only, dear Di, I want you to help
Bee to marry the man she loves with her whole heart; that she loves as
we might have loved if"--
Mrs. Staggchase kissed her solemnly.
"I promise, Anna."
Then she rose, her whole manner changing.
"Do you know, my dear," she observed, in a tone gayly satirical, "that
I believe that Elsie Wilson is going to be beaten in her bishop
steeplechase?"
"Do you mean that Father Frontford won't be elected?"
"I mean just that. However, things are still uncertain. It will be
amusing to see what Elsie will do if she is defeated. She is capable of
setting up a church of her own."
"There are two or three men with whom I have some influence that will
go over to Mr. Strathmore if I am not here to look after them. I must
write to them to-morrow and get them to promise to hold by our side.
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