We demanded the tale instantly . The Story Girl told it to us as she peeled her potatoes . Perhaps the potatoes suffered -- Felicity declared the eyes were not properly done at all -- but the story did not . `` It is a sad story , '' said the Story Girl , `` and it happened fifty years ago , when Grandfather and Grandmother King were quite young . Grandmother 's cousin Rachel Ward came to spend a winter with them . She belonged to Montreal and she was an orphan too , just like the Family Ghost . I have never heard what she looked like , but she MUST have been beautiful , of course . '' `` Mother says she was awful sentimental and romantic , '' interjected Felicity . `` Well , anyway , she met Will Montague that winter . He was handsome -- everybody says so '' -- `` And an awful flirt , '' said Felicity . `` Felicity , I WISH you would n't interrupt . It spoils the effect . What would you feel like if I went and kept stirring things that did n't belong to it into that pudding ? I feel just the same way . Well , Will Montague fell in love with Rachel Ward , and she with him , and it was all arranged that they were to be married from here in the spring . Poor Rachel was so happy that winter ; she made all her wedding things with her own hands . Girls did , then , you know , for there was no such thing as a sewing-machine . Well , at last in April the wedding day came , and all the guests were here , and Rachel was dressed in her wedding robes , waiting for her bridegroom . And '' -- the Story Girl laid down her knife and potato and clasped her wet hands -- `` WILL MONTAGUE NEVER CAME ! '' We felt as much of a shock as if we had been one of the expectant guests ourselves .
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