The girl uttered a cry; at the first glance she did not recognize the
farmer boy, transformed as he was into a gentleman in dress, but when
she caught sight of his face and heard his merry laugh and pleasant
salutation, she exclaimed:
"Oh, Desmond, I did not know you at first. How elegant you look!"
"Thank you; how is my mother?"
"She is well, but did not know you were coming home; neither did I."
"Well, no, I thought I would give you a surprise. It's all right, here I
am, this side up with care."
"Your mother will be delighted."
"And you?"
"I am giddy with delight, and I hope all is well with you and with my--"
The girl stopped short and said, "Mr. Brooks."
"Yes, when I left him he was all right."
"Did he come with you?"
"No, he remained behind to transact some business; and, Amy, if you are
surprised to see me looking so elegant, as you say, you would be more
surprised did you behold at this moment your--I mean Mr. Brooks."
A shadow flitted across the girl's face, but it was succeeded a moment
later by a bright smile, as she said:
"Oh, I am so happy, I was never happier in my whole life."
"And what makes you so happy?"
The question was put abruptly.
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