Suppose I say a word to Tom, just inquire after
his heart in a general way, you know, and give him a chance to tell
me, if there is anything to tell." "I 'm willing, but you must let me
see the letter. I can't trust you not to hint or say too much."
"You shall. I 'll keep my promise in spite of everything, but it will
be hard to see things going wrong when a word would set it right."
"You know what will happen if you do," and Polly looked so
threatening that Fan trembled before her, discovering that the
gentlest girls when roused are more impressive than any shrew; for
even turtle doves peck gallantly to defend their nests.
"If it is true about Maria, what shall we do?" said Fanny after a
pause.
"Bear it; People always do bear things, somehow," answered Polly,
looking as if sentence had been passed upon her.
"But if it is n't?" cried Fan, unable to endure the sight.
"Then I shall wait." And Polly's face changed so beautifully that
Fan hugged her on the spot, fervently wishing that Maria Bailey
never had been born.
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