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"Georgie" merry, had a right to it. At her age it was only what was due. I didn't know Violet, and the thought of her broken heart gave me no pangs at all. The golden hair and rose-leaf complexion would procure her other happiness no doubt.

"Georgie," said I gently, "it is much easier to write a letter than to say hard things in person. Write to Violet to-night."

"I'd rather blow my brains out," cried he.

"She will be very unhappy at first," I went on, " but she will get over it in time. One always does. And it will be much easier for you afterwards, because she doesn't live next door, as Drusilla does, and you won't run across each other's path twenty times a day."

"Yes," said Georgie, "that's what Anne says; but it doesn't seem to make things much easier for me. I'm such a soft-hearted beggar, you see."

I groaned. "I am not interested in Anne's opinions," said I briefly, for I had no particular liking for Drusilla's sister. 18