"But we
will have a committee of our own, and you will have to preside, and
patronize our bazaar. Of course you know all about them."
"Oh yes!" said Cecil, eagerly. "We have one every year for the
Infirmary, only my father did not approve of my selling at a stall."
"Ah! quite right then, but you are a married woman now, and that is
quite a different thing. The stall of the three brides. What an
attraction! I shall come and talk about it when I make my call in
full form! Good-bye again."
Cecil's balance was more than restored by this entire recognition to
be prime lady-patroness of everything. To add to her satisfaction,
when her husband came home to dinner, bringing with him both the
curates, she found there was to be a meeting on Tuesday in the
Assembly-room, of both sexes, to consider of the relief of the work-
people, and that he would be glad to take her to it. Moreover, as
it was to be strictly local, Rosamond was not needed there, though
Raymond was not equally clear as to the Rector, since he believed
that the St. Nicholas parishioners meant to ask the loan of Compton
Poynsett Church for one service on a Sunday.
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