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Peter Wall - Auswanderer ( Emigrant )

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Ida and Peter were married not long after they got engaged in a small ceremony on the Fitzpatrick property. 

They almost immediately made the long trip out to Britechester to move into their new home. It was a bit daunting for Ida, the idea of being so far away from home for the first time in her life, but she was excited to do it with Peter.

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Now that they were both of marrying age, Peter paid a visit to the Fitzpatrick household to ask their permission to propose to Ida. He explained that he felt deeply for her, that they’d spoken of their love to each other before. 

Of course, her parents had questions for him: what was his profession? Where did they intend to live? All the questions one would expect a parent to have about their daughter's potential husband. Peter informed them that he had an uncle in Britechester that was willing to give him a bit of property in exchange for some work he needed help with. Aside from that, Peter was going to work at the University library.

Britechester worried the Fitzpatricks. It wasn’t exactly close by, and they wouldn’t get to see their eldest daughter very much....

Peter could see the apprehension on their faces and immediately began speaking again. “I must inform you, I fully intend to return home to Henford-On-Bagley as regularly as possible, especially for the holiday seasons. I have no intention of whisking Ida away to never be seen again.”

Daniel and Virginia looked at each other for a moment, as if discussing telepathically. Finally, they both turned back to Peter and nodded.

Ida was on her way back from having tea with a friend when Peter met up with her on the front porch. He greeted her as romantically as he could, but Ida could tell he was a bit nervous.

Before he could get too nervous and chicken out, Peter got down on one knee and Ida immediately knew what was happening.

“Ida Fitzpatrick, would you do me the honor of becoming my wife?”

“Of course!” She agreed eagerly, taking the ring from Peter and sliding it onto her finger. Oh, it was a beautiful ring too!

They kissed on her front porch, both brimming with excitement for what the future held.

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It became a bit of a tradition for Peter to walk Ida home, even though it meant he was going well out of his way after school. One day they took a detour to walk through town and Peter stopped for a moment.

"Ida," he began nervously. It took him a moment to say anything else, but he soon took her hands into his. "Ida, I have been thinking..."

She felt her face flush as he took her hands, but nodded for him to keep going.

"Well, I have been thinking that I quite enjoy your company. I think you're very bright and talented and delightful-" he took a breath, realizing he was speaking quite fast. "I think I may love you, Ida Fitzpatrick." He finally admitted, face nearly as red as his hair.

Before Ida could say a word in response, he took off, embarrassed by his admission.

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After the winter holidays had passed and school was back in session, Ida asked Peter to walk her home again. Peter was hesitant, but agreed. On their walk, Ida began on her own rambling.

"Peter, I must admit, I quite enjoy your company as well. I find you intelligent and well read and our conversations are always engaging. I find you humorous and delightfully light-hearted when the moment calls for it. You are generous and kind and gentlemanly, always walking me home even when it is the opposite direction of yours. I think I may love you as well, Peter Wall," she admitted.

And then, not wanting to risk him running away again...

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Despite the awkwardness of their last interaction, Ida and Peter maintained their friendship and actually grew closer. During the winter months, Peter offered to walk Ida home and on the way to her family's farm land, they stopped in a clearing to play in the snow.

They made a snowman and even had a snowball fight, something Ida often considered herself too old to engage in. She felt giddy around Peter, and felt comfortable around him in a way she never had before. She felt as though she could have intellectual conversations with him (he too, was well-read) but also that she could behave childishly and laugh with him as well.

She was glad to be so close with Peter.

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Not long after her heartbreak, Ida spent some time after class on the benches outside of school with her friend Peter. They chatted for a while, mostly about school, but Ida noticed that he was telling more jokes and being more forward than usual.

"Peter," she remarked between laughs. "When did you become so humorous?"

"Honestly, Ida, I noticed you've been a bit mopey lately," he responded, almost immediately returning to his more timid, serious self. "And I don't much care for seeing my friends sad, so I thought I might try to cheer you up."

How sweet of him! She felt herself blush just slightly.

"You certainly don't have to tell me what's been going on," Peter continued. "It is well within your right to be sad for no reason at all. But if you need someone to talk to, I'll always lend my ear."

Ida elected to tell him then, as they were standing up to walk home. She spoke quietly, as she didn't know who was around. She told him all about her former crush on Xavier, her letter, and the way he had laughed about it with Dorothy.

Peter was shocked and appalled. "That's just awful!" He responded sympathetically. "Not just because you're my friend, but because I know you're a wonderful writer! I'm certain you wrote a letter that I'd be happy to receive!" His face immediately flushed at his admission. "What I mean is, well, anyone in his right mind would be pleased to receive a letter from you."

Ida too felt herself blush at Peter's words. The two awkwardly said their goodbyes and parted ways. Ida had never been happier to live in the opposite direction from school as Peter.

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