"
"Well, I wish you all manner of happiness too, Miss
Cornelia," said Gilbert, solemnly; "but," he added,
unable to resist the temptation to tease Miss Cornelia,
despite Anne's imploring eyes, "I fear your day of
independence is done. As you know, Marshall Elliott is
a very determined man."
"I like a man who can stick to a thing," retorted Miss
Cornelia. "Amos Grant, who used to be after me long
ago, couldn't. You never saw such a weather-vane. He
jumped into the pond to drown himself once and then
changed his mind and swum out again. Wasn't that like
a man? Marshall would have stuck to it and drowned."
"And he has a bit of a temper, they tell me,"
persisted Gilbert.
"He wouldn't be an Elliott if he hadn't. I'm thankful
he has. It will be real fun to make him mad. And you
can generally do something with a tempery man when it
comes to repenting time. But you can't do anything
with a man who just keeps placid and aggravating."
"You know he's a Grit, Miss Cornelia."
"Yes, he IS," admitted Miss Cornelia rather sadly.
"And of course there is no hope of making a
Conservative of him.
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