"Blessed innocence! Don't you wish you were a child, and dared
tell what you want?" murmured Fanny.
"I wish I had seen Will's face when Maud proposed," answered
Polly, with a nod which answered her friend's speech better than
her words.
"Any news of anybody?" whispered Fan, affecting to examine a
sleeve with care.
"Still at the South; don't think late events have been reported yet;
that accounts for absence," answered Polly.
"I think Sir Philip was hit harder than was supposed," said Fan.
"I doubt it, but time cures wounds of that sort amazing quick."
"Wish it did!"
"Who is Sir Philip?" demanded Maud, pricking up her ears.
"A famous man who lived in the time of Queen Elizabeth,"
answered Fan, with a look at Polly.
"Oh!" And Maud seemed satisfied, but the sharp child had her
suspicions nevertheless.
"There will be an immense deal of work in all this fixing over and
I hate to sew," said Fanny, to divert a certain person's thoughts.
"Jenny and I are going to help.
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