We--we shall be so
delighted to have you witness the ceremony. It is to take place at the
church, and my people insist upon making quite an affair out of the
occasion--Phoebe is so popular, you know."
The lady again bustled in, her eyes glowing with enthusiasm. "Why, I
think it is perfectly delightful. Don't you, Howard? Now Lieutenant
Brant and Naida can stand up with us. You will, won't you, Lieutenant?"
"That must be left entirely with Miss Naida for decision," he replied,
soberly. "However, with my memory of your popularity I should suppose
you would have no lack of men seeking such honor. For instance, one of
your old-time 'friends' Mr. William McNeil."
The lady laughed noisily, regardless of Mr. Wynkoop's look of
annoyance. "Oh, it is so perfectly ridiculous! And did n't you know?
have n't you heard?"
"Nothing, I assure you."
"Why he--he actually married the Widow Guffy. She 's twice his age,
and has a grown-up son. And to think that I supposed he was so nice!
He did write beautiful verses. Is n't it a perfect shame for such a
man to throw himself away like that?"
"It would seem so.
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