THE REDEMPTION OF ANTHONY
make a new man of him, and he'd go to work—"
"My dear, if it was your duty to marry all the men who need your saving touch, this would be a shocking world. Peter's heart will get itself together again, so if you don't want him, send him about his affairs."
"Oh!" sighed Priscilla. "I'm so glad it's not my duty."
"Hello, there!" cried Mrs. Crompton, swooping down upon them. "How is our heroine?" She kissed Priscilla warmly. "It's fine to have you down, and to note the decorative touch to the room once more."
"Where's The Parson?" asked Priscilla, smiling.
"I had to leave him in the garden to recover his wounded dignity."
"What have you done to him, Nan?" Mrs. Martin inquired.
"My dears, would you believe it?—he tried to kiss me out in the garden!"
"Oh, dear!" cried Priscilla in horror. Mrs. Martin laughed.
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