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“
You
do
look
sweet
,
”
said
Anne
rapturously
.
“
Lovely
,
”
echoed
Diana
.
“
Everything
’
s
ready
,
Miss
Shirley
,
ma
’
am
,
and
nothing
dreadful
has
happened
YET
,
”
was
Charlotta
’
s
cheerful
statement
as
she
betook
herself
to
her
little
back
room
to
dress
.
Out
came
all
the
braids
;
the
resultant
rampant
crinkliness
was
plaited
into
two
tails
and
tied
,
not
with
two
bows
alone
,
but
with
four
,
of
brand
-
new
ribbon
,
brightly
blue
.
The
two
upper
bows
rather
gave
the
impression
of
overgrown
wings
sprouting
from
Charlotta
’
s
neck
,
somewhat
after
the
fashion
of
Raphael
’
s
cherubs
.
But
Charlotta
the
Fourth
thought
them
very
beautiful
,
and
after
she
had
rustled
into
a
white
dress
,
so
stiffly
starched
that
it
could
stand
alone
,
she
surveyed
herself
in
her
glass
with
great
satisfaction
.
.
.
a
satisfaction
which
lasted
until
she
went
out
in
the
hall
and
caught
a
glimpse
through
the
spare
room
door
of
a
tall
girl
in
some
softly
clinging
gown
,
pinning
white
,
star
-
like
flowers
on
the
smooth
ripples
of
her
ruddy
hair
.
“
Oh
,
I
’
ll
NEVER
be
able
to
look
like
Miss
Shirley
,
”
thought
poor
Charlotta
despairingly
.
“
You
just
have
to
be
born
so
,
I
guess
.
.
.
don
’
t
seem
’
s
if
any
amount
of
practice
could
give
you
that
AIR
.
”
By
one
o
’
clock
the
guests
had
come
,
including
Mr
.
and
Mrs
.
Allan
,
for
Mr
.
Allan
was
to
perform
the
ceremony
in
the
absence
of
the
Grafton
minister
on
his
vacation
.
There
was
no
formality
about
the
marriage
.
Miss
Lavendar
came
down
the
stairs
to
meet
her
bridegroom
at
the
foot
,
and
as
he
took
her
hand
she
lifted
her
big
brown
eyes
to
his
with
a
look
that
made
Charlotta
the
Fourth
,
who
intercepted
it
,
feel
queerer
than
ever
.
They
went
out
to
the
honeysuckle
arbor
,
where
Mr
.
Allan
was
awaiting
them
.
The
guests
grouped
themselves
as
they
pleased
.
Anne
and
Diana
stood
by
the
old
stone
bench
,
with
Charlotta
the
Fourth
between
them
,
desperately
clutching
their
hands
in
her
cold
,
tremulous
little
paws
.
Mr
.
Allan
opened
his
blue
book
and
the
ceremony
proceeded
.
Just
as
Miss
Lavendar
and
Stephen
Irving
were
pronounced
man
and
wife
a
very
beautiful
and
symbolic
thing
happened
.
The
sun
suddenly
burst
through
the
gray
and
poured
a
flood
of
radiance
on
the
happy
bride
.
Instantly
the
garden
was
alive
with
dancing
shadows
and
flickering
lights
.
“
What
a
lovely
omen
,
”
thought
Anne
,
as
she
ran
to
kiss
the
bride
.
Then
the
three
girls
left
the
rest
of
the
guests
laughing
around
the
bridal
pair
while
they
flew
into
the
house
to
see
that
all
was
in
readiness
for
the
feast
.
“
Thanks
be
to
goodness
,
it
’
s
over
,
Miss
Shirley
,
ma
’
am
,
”
breathed
Charlotta
the
Fourth
,
“
and
they
’
re
married
safe
and
sound
,
no
matter
what
happens
now
.
The
bags
of
rice
are
in
the
pantry
,
ma
’
am
,
and
the
old
shoes
are
behind
the
door
,
and
the
cream
for
whipping
is
on
the
sullar
steps
.
”
At
half
past
two
Mr
.
and
Mrs
.
Irving
left
,
and
everybody
went
to
Bright
River
to
see
them
off
on
the
afternoon
train
.
As
Miss
Lavendar
.
.
.
I
beg
her
pardon
,
Mrs
.
Irving
.
.
.
stepped
from
the
door
of
her
old
home
Gilbert
and
the
girls
threw
the
rice
and
Charlotta
the
Fourth
hurled
an
old
shoe
with
such
excellent
aim
that
she
struck
Mr
.
Allan
squarely
on
the
head
.
But
it
was
reserved
for
Paul
to
give
the
prettiest
send
-
off
.
He
popped
out
of
the
porch
ringing
furiously
a
huge
old
brass
dinner
bell
which
had
adorned
the
dining
room
mantel
.
