Oh, how earnestly I wish I
was like you."
"Why so? What have I got? I have no beauty; I am not clever; I am
neither romantically poor, like Prissie, nor romantically rich, like
you. In short, the fairies were not invited to my christening."
"One of two fairies came, however," replied Maggie, "and they gave you
an honest soul, and a warm heart, and-- and happiness, Nancy. My dear,
I need only look into your eyes to know that you are happy."
Nancy's blue eyes glowed with pleasure. "Yes," she said, "I don't know
anything about dumps and low spirits."
"And you are unselfish, Nancy; you are never seeking your own
pleasure."
"I am not obliged to: I have all I want. And now to turn to a more
important subject. I will see the members of our Dramatic Society and
put off the rehearsal."
"You must not; the excitement will do me good."
"For the time, perhaps," replied Nancy, shaking her wise head, "but
you will be worse afterward."
"No. Now, Nancy, don't let us argue the point. If you are truly my
friend, you will sit by me for an hour and read aloud the dullest book
you can find, then perhaps I shall go to sleep."
CHAPTER XXVIII
"COME AND KILL THE BOGIE"
NOTWITHSTANDING Nancy's dismal prognostications, Maggie Oliphant
played her part brilliantly that night.
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