"When did you get back? You baddest of the bad! Why
did you hide from me? Where were you?"
"In--Bermuda." How ghastly it sounded, but it caught Margaret's quick
thought.
"Sit down, you little ghost of bygone days of bliss. You'll have to play
again. Work is killing you. In Bermuda? What doing?"
"Wearing--my cap and apron, dear, dear----"
"Your cap and apron? I thought you burned them! I shall tell Travers, you
deceitful, money-getting little fraud! Well, who has taken it out of you
so? You are as white as ivory. Do you know the Traverses came in on the
_St. Cloud_ to-day?"
"Yes. Doctor Travers came to see me."
"Ha! ha! He doesn't seem to have cheered you much. I wager he's told you
what he thinks of you, tossing to the winds all the beautiful health and
spirits of the summer! When are you to be married? I must tell him to
bully you as--as my dear love is bullying me! Has Doctor Ledyard growled
at you? I can twist him easily! He is a darling, and just wears that face
and voice for fun in order to scare little redheaded nurses. Cilla, dear
heart, I'm going to be married in June! Dear, old-fashioned June, with
roses and good luck and--oh! the heaven seems opening and the glory is
pouring down! There, girlie! cuddle here! I'm going to tell you
everything; even to the mentioning of names! I've always hated to label
my joy before.
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