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As I sat alone I thought, and suddenly I became absolutely sure that C. was engaged to Miss Wilson & was going to tell the family.

The next morning at breakfast I asked Mama what had happened she said in a terribly serious voice "I cannot tell you what happened". So I kept my eyes open. For then a few days C. was scarcely in the house. He did not come down to breakfast, he was out by ten & not in till late at night.  One
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day a letter came for him ^[[addressed]] in what I am almost sure was G. Wilson's handwriting ^[[mortfied immediate?]] I thought I would sound the family so remarked innocently "Why that looks like Grace Wilson's handwriting" and they said nothing.  Now if there had been nothing in my idea they would certainly have said "Why what can she be writing him about". Then I heard outsiders talking and by yesterday I was absolutely sure.  In the morning at breakfast he said: