After that
I collapsed until summer. Then we went to White Sulphur, where the
Dillinghams have a cottage, I had to lie down every afternoon, but I
was always able to be up for the dances."
The nurse coming in with a long flower box, paused in surprise at the
sight of her patient sitting up, then discreetly tiptoed out again.
"Somebody has sent you some flowers!" cried Miss Lady excitedly. "How
nice! Shall I open the box?"
"Just as you like. They are probably from Lee. He sends them now
instead of coming."
"But there may be a note," said Miss Lady, searching in the tissue
paper.
Margery shook her head wearily; the little animation that had flushed
her face, died out leaving it wan and listless.
"I suppose you think this is a queer way for an engaged girl to talk,"
she said presently, with a nervous catch in her voice. "The truth is
Lee and I have quarreled over my uncle, Donald Morley. I will never
forgive him for the way he has treated Don; never!"
"You will if you love him," said Miss Lady.
"But I'm not sure that I do!" burst out Margery. "I oughtn't to say
it! I shan't say it again, but I shall die if I don't talk to
somebody.
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