She put out her little hand and
gave the guest's arm in its muslin sleeve a sharp, scientific pinch
that Pip had taught her. Then she fled madly away down the long
paddocks, to the bit of bush beyond.
"Insufferable," Aldith muttered angrily, and it needed all Meg's
apologies and coaxings to get her into an amiable frame of mind
again, and to induce her to communicate the enthralling secret.
At last, however, it was imparted, with great impressiveness.
Aldith's eldest sister was engaged, engaged to be married! Oh!
wasn't it heavenly? Wasn't it romantic?--and to the gentleman with
the long fair moustache who had been so much at their house lately.
"I knew it would come--I have seen it coming for a long time.
Oh! I'm not easily blinded;" Aldith said. "I know true love when
I see it. Though certainly for myself I should prefer a dark
moustache, should not you, Marguerite?"
"Ye--es," said Meg. Her views were hardly formed yet on the
subject.
"Jet black, with waxed ends, very stiff," Aldith continued
thoughtfully, "and a soldierly carriage, and very long black
lashes."
"So should I," Meg said, fired in a moment. "Like Guy Deloraine
in 'Angelina's Ambition'.
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