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Chapter 12 - (VERSO)

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And – tell your father, won’t you? —I—I—don’t like to tell him—Mr. Malcolm MacPherson and I are going to be married.”

“Married!” gasped Peggy. And, “married!” I echoed stupidly.

Aunt Aunt Olivia bridled a little.

“There is nothing unsuitable in that, is there?” she asked, a li rather crisply.

“Oh, no, no,” I hastened to assure her, giving Peggy a surreptitious kick to divert her thoughts from laughter. “Only you must realize, Aunt Olivia, that this is a very great surprise to us.”

“I thought it would be so,” said Aunt Olivia complacently. “But your father will know—he will remember.


From "Aunt Olivia's Beau."