"I said, 'No more engagements,'" said Dr. Merryweather with his eye still on her flushed face.
"This isn't exactly an engagement," said Elma with a sigh. "I wish it were."
There was no explaining to Dr. Merryweather of course. There was even not much chance of enlightening Miss Grace. One could only remain a kind of petted invalid and await developments. Now that Adelaide Maud was really one of them and Cuthbert in such a blissful state, it would seem as though nothing were required to make Elma perfectly happy. But there was this one trouble of Mabel's which only she could share. For of course one couldn't go about telling people that Mabel had set great store by the one man who had run away.
"If only George Maclean would play up," sighed Elma.
But almost every one played up except George Maclean.
CHAPTER XXIX
Mr. Symington
Mabel and Jean were to be bridesmaids at Isobel's wedding. Ridgetown had only one opinion for that proceeding. "It was just like the Leightons."
Aunt Katharine was more explicit.
"It's hardly decent," she said. "Do you want the man to show how many wives he could have had."