"I meant to be, but so many things happened to interfere. I had a
letter to write, then some ladies called, and then----"
"Well?" he said interrogatively, as she paused, coloring still more
deeply.
"I wanted to finish the book I was reading last night. I really couldn't
fix my thoughts on stupid lessons until I knew what became of the
heroine."
Edward, standing by her side and looking down at her, shook his head
gravely. "Duties should be attended to first, Zoe, pleasures indulged in
afterward."
"You are talking to me as if I were nothing but a child!" she cried
indignantly, her cheeks growing hot.
"The dearest, most lovable child in the world," he said, bending down to
stroke her hair and look into her face with laughing eyes.
"No, sir, I'm your wife. What did you marry me for if you considered me
such a child?" she cried with a half pout on her lip, but love-light in
the eyes lifted to his.
"Because I loved you and wanted the right to take care of you, my bonny
belle," he said, repeating his caress.
"And you do, the best care in the world, you dear boy!" she exclaimed
impulsively, throwing her arms about his neck.
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