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might now go on, right under Joe Chandler's very nose - but, bless you, he'd never see it! Last summer, when this affair, this nonsense of young Chandler and Daisy bad begun, she had had very little patience with it all. In fact, the memory of the way Joe had gone on then, the tiresome way he would be always dropping in, had been one reason (though not the most important reason of all) why she had felt so terribly put about at the idea of the girl coming again. But now? Well, now she had become quite tolerant, quite kindly - at any rate as far as Joe Chandler was concerned.
She wondered why.
Still, 'twouldn't do Joe a bit of harm not to see the girl for a couple of days. In fact 'twould be a very good thing, for then he'd think of Daisy - think of her to the exclusion of all else. Absence does make the heart grow fonder - at first, at any rate. Mrs. Bunting was well aware of that. During the long course of hers and Bunting's mild courting, they'd been separated for about three months, and it was that three months which had made up her mind for her. She had got so used to Bunting that she couldn't do without him, and she had felt - oddest fact of all - acutely, miserably jealous. But she hadn't let him know that - no fear!
Of course, Joe mustn't neglect his job - that would never do, But what a good thing it was,