Tyltyl; being the story of Maurice Maeterlinck's play, "The betrothal," told for children . ier lad in allthe country-side. . But its your young lady whosbeautiful! She looks the very picture of the blessedsaints! . . Now then, Tyltyl, she went on, when shesaw him standing wide-eyed and entranced, where areyour manners? Dont you know your little playmate?Be civil, say how-do-you-do, shake hands and give her achair, Before you sit down, said Daddy Tyl to NeighbourBerlingot, would you like to see the cows? What, do you keep cows now? Why, yes; we havent done so badly either. Two lit-tle cows and
Tyltyl; being the story of Maurice Maeterlinck's play, "The betrothal," told for children . ier lad in allthe country-side. . But its your young lady whosbeautiful! She looks the very picture of the blessedsaints! . . Now then, Tyltyl, she went on, when shesaw him standing wide-eyed and entranced, where areyour manners? Dont you know your little playmate?Be civil, say how-do-you-do, shake hands and give her achair, Before you sit down, said Daddy Tyl to NeighbourBerlingot, would you like to see the cows? What, do you keep cows now? Why, yes; we havent done so badly either. Two lit-tle cows and a calf. Little cows are better than big ones;and they only eat half as much. One of them, the redone, gives us twenty quarts of milk every day. Then youve put up a cow-house? asked NeighbourBerlingot. You hadnt one before. Yes, I ran it up myself, said Daddy Tyl, with Tyl-tyl here to help me. Suppose we go and look at it made a good job of it; and its worth seeing. He led the way to the door; and everybody went out Is IT . . IS IT REALLY YOU? HE SAID Yes, its I, said Joy. auiiiiuiritiNiiiiitiiiiiiiiiiiriiiiiiiiiJiiiiiMPiii iiiiiiiiiiriMiiiiniMNiiiririJiiiiiiiriiJJiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiMiiiFiiriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimiiiitiiii THE AWAKENING 155 to see the new cow-house, except Tyltyl and Joy, whowere left standing face to face. As soon as they weregone, Tyltyl went up to Joy and took her hand: Is it . . isitreallyyou?hesaid, in the same wordsas the smallest of them all. Yes, its I, said Joy. And you will have guessed by this time that Joy was noother than the Veiled Girl of Tyltyls dream. I knew you at once, he said. And I you. You are even more beautiful than up there. You too. I say, its funny that I couldnt remember, said Tyl-tyl. I hadnt forgotten, said Joy. Oh, how lovely you are! . . May I kiss you?asked Tyltyl. You may if you like, said Joy. And they kissed each other, a little awkwardly, per-haps, but fondly. They havent a suspicion I said Tyltyl. Do you think that? asked
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