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When Florence's letter to Mrs. Blunden had been written and dispatched, she felt calmer, and was able to go through her daily duties with an appearance of cheerfulness. No one guessed the soreness at her heart when the boys spoke of their absent guardian, or Mrs. Wilson lamented his erratic habits, concluding with: "It's such a pity he doesn't marry, isn't it? So fond of children as he is, and so generous and gentle with all women, he would make an excellent husband, wouldn't he?"
"Perhaps Mr. Aylwinne is already engaged," Florence suggested, with her head bent over her work.