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"Wounds, Dolly! this marrying be dear work! " _Doves in a Cage._
Curling was at his post next morning when I reached the bank. Marriage seemed to agree with him, for he looked uncommonly well. He greeted me nervously, but his embarrassment speedily fell before my cordial manner. Was I going to be haughty and distant? No, indeed! Infinitely more should I have preferred a good kicking to his suspicion that I was mortified by his triumph, and hated him because he had won Conny's love. Good heavens! Wasn't he welcome to it? He began to mumble something in my ear about a regret that his and Conny's stratagem should have involved my feelings -- but I cut him very short. No doubt Conny had instructed him in this apology, and I silenced him bluntly, expressly that she might learn how distasteful to me was all reference to distressing folly.