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"Very well," said Emily, "it is not my affair; it was your own notion
entirely that I wanted to help you to a wife."
And she sat a moment cogitating, and thinking that the lady of the
golden head had probably lost her chance by showing too openly that she
was ready.
"What are you looking at?" said John. "At the paths worn in my carpets?
That's because all the rooms are thoroughfares. Only fancy any woman
marrying a poor fellow whose carpets get into that state every three or
four years."
"Oh," said Emily, "if that was likely to stand in your light, I could
soon show you how to provide a remedy."
"But my father hates the thoughts of bricks and mortar," said John,
amused at her seriousness, "and I inherit that feeling."
"John, the north front of your house is very ugly. You have five French
windows on a line--one in each of these rooms, one in the hall; you
would only have to run a narrow passage-like conservatory in front of
them, enter it by the hall window, and each room by its own window, put
a few plants in the conservatory, and the thing is done in a fortnight.


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