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It was a beautiful sunny day for the wedding, a ht sky They had three cabs and two big closed-in

vehicles Everybody crowded in the parlour in excite a nip of brandy He

was handsorey trousers His voice was

hearty but troubled His wife carey silk with

lace, and a touch of peacock-blue in her bonnet Her little body

was very sure and definite Brangas thankful she was there,

to sustain hihawen, in silk brocade,

stands in the doorway saying who reat bustle The front door is opened, and the wedding guests

are walking down the garden path, whilst those still waiting

peer through the , and the little crowd at the gate gorps

and stretches How funny such dressed-up people look in the

winter sunshine!

They are gone--another lot! There begins to beand very shy, to be viewed in her

white silk and her veil Her mother-in-law surveys her

objectively, twitches the white train, arranges the folds of the

veil and asserts herself

Loud exclae has just passed

"Where's your hat, father, and your gloves?" cries the bride,

stah her veil

He hunts round--his hair is ruffled Everybody has gone but

the bride and her father He is ready--his face very red

and daunted Tilly dithers in the little porch, waiting to open