"And you just as good as said you hoped somebody you
knew would die so you'd get to the funeral."
"No, no, I didn't. I didn't mean that AT ALL, Felicity. I don't
want anybody to die; but what I meant was, if anybody I knew HAD
to die there might be a chance to go to the funeral. I've never
been to a single funeral yet, and it must be so interesting."
"Well, don't mix up talk about funerals with talk about weddings,"
said Felicity. "It isn't lucky. I think Miss Reade is simply
throwing herself away, but I hope she'll be happy. And I hope the
Awkward Man will manage to get married without making some awful
blunder, but it's more than I expect."
"The ceremony is to be very private," said the Story Girl.
"I'd like to see them the day they appear out in church," chuckled
Dan. "How'll he ever manage to bring her in and show her into the
pew? I'll bet he'll go in first--or tramp on her dress--or fall
over his feet."
"Maybe he won't go to church at all the first Sunday and she'll
have to go alone," said Peter. "That happened in Markdale. A man
was too bashful to go to church the first time after getting
married, and his wife went alone till he got used to the idea."
"They may do things like that in Markdale but that is not the way
people behave in Carlisle," said Felicity loftily.
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