`` Never mind , and do n't get angry , Jack . They are right about one thing , -- the daisies in my bonnet were real , and I could n't afford any others . I do n't care much , only Pris worked so hard to get me ready I hate to have my things made fun of . '' `` He is n't worth a thrashing , so we 'll let it pass this time , '' said Jack , irefully , yet privately resolving to have it out with Fletcher by and by . `` Why , Kitty , I thought the real daisies the prettiest things about your dress . Do n't throw them away . I 'll wear them just to show that noodle that I prefer nature to art ; '' and Jack gallantly stuck the faded posy in his button-hole , while Kitty treasured up the hint so kindly given for future use . If a clock with great want of tact had n't insisted on telling them that it was getting late , Kitty never would have got home , for both the young people felt inclined to loiter about arm in arm through the sweet summer night forever . Jack had meant to say something before she went , and was immensely surprised to find the chance lost for the present . He wanted to go home with her and free his mind ; but a neighborly old gentleman having been engaged as escort , there would have been very little satisfaction in a travelling trio ; so he gave it up . He was very silent as they walked to the station with Dr. Dodd trudging behind them . Kitty thought he was tired , perhaps glad to be rid of her , and meekly accepted her fate . But as the train approached , she gave his hand an impulsive squeeze , and said very gratefully , -- `` Jack , I ca n't thank you enough for your kindness to your silly little cousin ; but I never shall forget it , and if I ever can return it in any way , I will with all my heart . '' Jack looked down at the young face almost pathetic now with weariness , humility , and pain , yet very sweet , with that new shyness in the loving eyes , and , stooping suddenly , he kissed it , whispering in a tone that made the girl 's heart flutter , -- `` I 'll tell you how you may return it ` with all your heart , ' by and by . Good-night , my Kitty . '' `` Have you had a good time , dear ? '' asked Pris , as her sister appeared an hour later . `` Do n't I look as if I had ? '' and , throwing off her wraps , Kitty revolved slowly before her that she might behold every portion of the wreck . `` My gown is all dust , crumple , and rags , my bonnet perfectly limp and flat , and my gloves are ruined ; I 've broken Lizzie 's parasol , made a spectacle of myself , and wasted money , time , and temper ; yet my Class Day is n't a failure , for Jack is the dearest boy in the world , and I 'm very , very happy ! ''
Pris looked at her a minute , then opened her arms without a word , and XXXXX forgot all her little troubles in one great joy .
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