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"What did she say? Please don't keep me in suspense."
"It was shortly before she died," continued Miss Heath; "the fever had
run very high, and she was weak, and I could scarcely catch her words.
She looked at me. You know how Annabel could look, Maggie; you know
how expressive those eyes could be, how that voice could move one."
Maggie had sunk back again in her chair; her face was covered with her
trembling hands.
"Annabel said," continued Miss Heath, "'tell Maggie not to mistake me.
I am happy. I am glad she will marry'-- I think she tried to say a
name, but I could not catch it-- tell her to marry him, and that I am
very glad.'"
A sob broke from Maggie Oliphant's lips. "You might have told me
before!" she said in a choked voice.
CHAPTER XXXII
THE PRINCESS
THE great event of the term was to take place that evening. The
Princess was to be acted by the girls of St. Benet's, and, by the kind
permission of Miss Vincent, the principal of the entire college,
several visitors were invited to witness the entertainment. The
members of the Dramatic Society had taken immense pains; the
rehearsals had been many, the dresses all carefully chosen, the
scenery appropriate-- in short, no pains had been spared to render
this lovely poem of Tennyson's a dramatic success.
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