Come, Mary.

Say, yes!" And so she said yes.
"Mrs.Buckley," said Tom, as they came up arm in arm to the house, "it will be a good thing if somebody was to go up to our place, and nurse Mrs.Sam in her confinement." "I shall go up myself," said Mrs.Buckley, "though how I am to get there I hardly know.

It must be nearly eight hundred miles, I am afraid." "I don't think you need, my dear madam," said he.

"My wife will make an excellent nurse!" "Your wife!" Tom looked at Mary, who blushed, and Mrs.Buckley came up and kissed her.
"I am so glad, so very glad, my love!" she said.

"The very happiest and wisest thing that could be! I have been hoping for it, my love, and I felt sure it would be so, sooner or later.