HULDAH THE PROPHETESS
ter of fact she had had only five; but five offers in the State of Maine implies a superhuman power of attraction not to be measured by the casual reader.
“Are you sorry you called me a mass of superstition?”
“I wish I’d been horsewhipped where I stood.”
“Very well, then. The first time you would n’t marry me at all unless you could have me Friday, and of course I would n’t take you Friday under those circumstances. Now you say you’re glad and willing to marry me any day in the week, and so I’ll choose Friday of my own accord. I’ll marry you to-morrow, Pitt: and”—here she darted a roguishly sibylline glance at the clouds—“I have a water-proof; have you an umbrella for Saturday?”
Pitt took her at her word, you may be sure, and married her the next day, but I wish you could have seen it rain on Saturday! There never was such a storm in Pleasant River. The road to the Edgewood sta-
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