Serial podcast Season 2

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"Well, well, dearie, I don't know about that," said Aunt Bettie as she fanned and rocked her great, big, darling, fat self in the strong rocking-chair I always kept for her. "Alfred is not old enough to have proved himself entirely, and from what I hear——" she paused with the big hearty smile that she always wears when she begins to tease or match-make, and she does them both most of her time.,"We can ring if Bruce has no other key," said Elinor hastily. "She'll surely let us in.","The other four sisters will make their investigation after I have finished," she announced in her shrill tones. "I have but three more questions to put to the novice.","Miss Dallas, I know no more than you do; but he evidently desires to make a clean breast of this whole miserable business.","Jiminy, I wish Tuesday were here and over!" she said fervently. "I'm scared stiff when I think of my poor little study with all those artists focusing their eagle eyes on it.",Before Elinor could respond, she started to the door with an exclamation.,"Ah! That is what I wish to learn. Well?","What is it?" asked the mother, devoured by curiosity.,"Mr. Alymer called, as I said," continued Etwald, "And then I told him that Miss Dallas was ill from being prevented by her mother from seeing him. That I was sorry for the poor young lady, and that I gave up my position as a rival. In fact," added the doctor, "I advised Mr. Alymer to see Miss Dallas and marry her as soon as he could.","Ah," said the doctor, with irony, "we shall see if you will venture so far.","I'm going quick, Molly, with that laugh between us," Ruth said as she rose and took me into her arms again for just half a second, and before I could stop her she was gone.,It was Elinor's turn to raise misty eyes to the Messenger of the Ideal, and, like Judith, she was silent, busy with this thought..