Will you wear one , or all tonight , and make me still prouder , fonder , and happier than I am ? Yours entirely , JOHN Offering this to his sister , he said in a tone that made her feel the deep importance of her mission : ' I trust you , Jo . This means everything to me . No jokes , dear , if you love me . ' Josie 's answer was a kiss that promised all things ; and then she ran away to do her ` gentle spiriting ' , like Ariel , leaving Demi to dream among the roses like Ferdinand . Mary and Ludmilla were charmed with their bouquets ; and the giver had the delight of putting some of the flowers into the dark hair and the light as she played maid at the toilettes of ` our brides ' , which consoled her for a disappointment in the matter of veils . No one helped Alice dress ; for Daisy was in the next room with her mother ; and not even their loving eyes saw the welcome which the little posy received , nor the tears and smiles and blushes that came and went as she read the note and pondered what answer she should give . There was no doubt about the one she wished to give ; but duty held her back ; for at home there was an invalid mother and an old father . She was needed there , with all the help she could now bring by the acquirements four years of faithful study had given her . Love looked very sweet , and a home of her own with John a little heaven on earth ; but not yet . And she slowly laid away the full-blown rose as she sat before the mirror , thinking over the great question of her life . Was it wise and kind to ask him to wait , to bind him by any promise , or even to put into words the love and honour she felt for him ? No ; it would be more generous to make the sacrifice alone , and spare him the pain of hope deferred . He was young ; he would forget ; and she would do her duty better , perhaps , if no impatient lover waited for her . With eyes that saw but dimly , and a hand that lingered on the stem he had stripped of thorns , she laid the half-blown flower by the rose , and asked herself if even the little bud might be worn . It looked very poor and pale beside the others ; yet being in the self-sacrificing mood which real love brings , she felt that even a small hope was too much to give , if she could not follow it up with more . As she sat looking sadly down on the symbols of an affection that grew dearer every moment , she listened half unconsciously to the murmur of voices in the adjoining room . Open windows , thin partitions , and the stillness of summer twilight made it impossible to help hearing , and in a few moments more she could not refrain ; for they were talking of John . ` So nice of Ludmilla to bring us all bottles of real German cologne ! Just what we need after this tiring day !
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