“Get married! Goodness gracious! I was just saying so. Oh, I knew very well she would go and heave herself away on somebody. Who is she going to be married to, Miss Minnie?”
“I don’t know; it was this little boy who told us,” said Erminie, glancing toward him.
“Well, I don’t know neither; only hearn tell,” said the lad, shortly.
“Perhaps it is only a report. When will you come over to the cottage, Mr. Toosypegs?”
“This evening, Miss Minnie; and I guess Aunt Prisciller will come, too. She hasn’t had any new caps or collars since you went away, and has ever so many to get made.”
“Very well; I will make them. Good-by, till then,” said Erminie, smiling as they drove on.
A short time sufficed to bring them to the cottage.
The driver was invited in, but declined, and turned to go.
“If you see Miss Lawless on your way, will you tell her to hurry here?” said Erminie, as she alighted.
“Yes’m; all right!” said the boy, closing his hand over the coin Ray gave him; and then touching his cap to Erminie, dashed away.