So it was arranged that she was to write Uncle Andrew and tell him what day to come . She did , and she told him to come on a Tuesday . But her writing was n't very good and poor Uncle Andrew thought she wrote Thursday . So on Thursday he drove all the way to Georgina 's home to be married . It was forty miles and a bitter cold day . But it was n't any colder than the reception he got from Georgina . She was out in the porch , with her head tied up in a towel , picking geese . She had been all ready Tuesday , and her friends and the minister were there , and the wedding supper prepared . But there was no bridegroom and Georgina was furious . Nothing Uncle Andrew could say would appease her . She would n't listen to a word of explanation , but told him to go , and never show his nose there again . So poor Uncle Andrew had to go ruefully home , hoping that she would relent later on , because he was really very much in love with her . '' `` And did she ? '' queried Felicity . `` She did . Thirteen years exactly from that day they were married . It took her just that long to forgive him . '' `` It took her just that long to find out she could n't get anybody else , '' said Dan , cynically . CHAPTER XIV . A PRODIGAL RETURNS Aunt Olivia and the Story Girl lived in a whirlwind of dressmaking after that , and enjoyed it hugely .
Cecily and Felicity also had XXXXX have new dresses for the great event , and they talked of little else for a fortnight .
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