[The Last of the Foresters by John Esten Cooke]@TWC D-Link bookThe Last of the Foresters CHAPTER XXXVII 2/2
But come now, darling of my heart, and light of my existence! as we _hav'nt_ quarreled, in spite of Miss Sallianna, and still have for each other the most enthusiastic affection, be good enough to forget these things, and turn your attention to material affairs.
You promised me a lunch!" "Lunch!" "Yes--and I am getting hungry." "When did I promise ?" "Yesterday." "Oh--now--" "You remember; very well.
It was to be eaten, you will recollect, on the hill, yonder, to the west, to which our steps were to tend." "Our picnic! Oh, yes! My goodness gracious! how could I forget it! Come on, Reddie--come and help me to persuade Mrs.Scowley to undo the preserve-jar." Redbud laughed. "May I go!" said Verty. "Certainly, sir; you are not at liberty to refuse.
Who would talk with Reddie!" "I don't think--" murmured Redbud, hesitating. "Now!" cried Fanny, "did anybody ever!" "Ever what!" said Verty. "Ever see anybody like this Miss Redbud!" "I don't think they ever did," replied Verty, smiling. Which reply caused Miss Fanny and Mr.Ralph to laugh, and Redbud to color slightly; but this soon passed, and the simple, sincere look came back to her tender face. Redbud could not resist the glowing picture which Fanny drew of the picnic to be; and, with some misgiving, yielded.
In a quarter of an hour the young men and the young girls were on their way to the beautiful eminence, swinging the baskets which contained the commissariat stores, and laughing gleefully..
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