`` I do n't say that it is about Miss Reade or that it is n't . You must just wait till the evening . '' `` I wonder what it is , '' speculated Cecily , as the Story Girl left the room . `` I do n't believe it 's much of anything , '' said Felicity , beginning to clear away the breakfast dishes . `` The Story Girl always likes to make so much out of so little . Anyhow , I do n't believe Miss Reade is going to be married . She has n't any beaus around here and Mrs. Armstrong says she 's sure she does n't correspond with anybody . Besides , if she was she would n't be likely to tell the Story Girl . '' `` Oh , she might . They 're such friends , you know , '' said Cecily . `` Miss Reade is no better friends with her than she is with me and you , '' retorted Felicity . `` No , but sometimes it seems to me that she 's a different kind of friend with the Story Girl than she is with me and you , '' reflected Cecily . `` I ca n't just explain what I mean . '' `` No wonder . Such nonsense , '' sniffed Felicity . `` It 's only some girl 's secret , anyway , '' said Dan , loftily . `` I do n't feel much interest in it . '' But he was on hand with the rest of us that evening , interest or no interest , in Uncle Stephen 's Walk , where the ripening apples were beginning to glow like jewels among the boughs . `` Now , are you going to tell us your news ? '' asked Felicity impatiently .
`` Miss Reade IS going XXXXX be married , '' said the Story Girl .
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