" Of course,
the marriage must not take place for some months yet. The impropriety of it
so soon after her father's death was quite shocking, even to hear it
suggested; besides, Dexie could not be spared from home. When Guy reminded
her that Dexie should have the rest she evidently needed, her manner became
icy at once, though she kept her indignation well in check until Guy had
left the house.
"So you have been complaining to Mr. Traverse, have you?" she said angrily
to Dexie. "We will see hereafter if you do not have something to complain
about! If you are thinking of getting married to Mr. Traverse on purpose to
shirk your duties at home, I will see to it that you _earn_ your wedding
while you _are_ home. As for being married in the near future, your
father's death will certainly forbid that, and I think Mr. Traverse will
find that you are still under my authority, and that I am not quite so fond
of him as your father was."
"Do not have any fear, mamma, that I will ever ask for a wedding that would
be so grudgingly given," said Dexie, with quiet dignity; "but I think I
have already fairly _earned_ my wedding, if that is the way you choose to
put it.
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