A STARTLING ANNOUNCEMENT
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But Miss Cornelia, who made her calls in calico wrappers, shook her head.
“If it isn’t the proper thing I won’t wear it,” she said, with a sigh of regret for a lost dream.
“Since you are determined to be married, Miss Cornelia,” said Gilbert solemnly, “I shall give you the excellent rules for the management of a husband which my grandmother gave my mother when she married my father.”
“Well, I reckon I can manage Marshall Elliott,” said Miss Cornelia placidly. “But let us hear your rules.”
“The first one is, catch him.”
“He’s caught. Go on.”
“The second one is, feed him well.”
“With enough pie. What next?”
“The third and fourth are—keep your eye on him.”
“I believe you,” said Miss Cornelia emphatically.
