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"Oh, thank Heaven, _he_ is not come," said Julia. "If I keep him waiting
to-day, he might say--'Oho!'"
Under dread of a comment so significant she was ready at last, and said
majestically he might come now whenever he liked.
Meantime, down stairs an uneasiness of the opposite kind was growing. Ten
minutes past the appointed time, and the bridegroom not there. So while
Julia, now full dressed, and easy in her mind, was directing Sarah's
sister to lay out her plain travelling dress, bonnet and gloves on the
bed, Mrs. Dodd was summoned downstairs. She came down with Julia's white
gloves in her hand, and a needle and thread, the button sewed on by
trade's fair hand having flown at the first strain. Edward met her on the
stairs: "What had we better do, mother?" said he, _sotto voce:_ "there
must be some mistake. Can you remember? Wasn't he to call for me on the
way to the church?"
"I really do not know," said Mrs. Dodd. "Is he at the church, do you
think?"
"No, no, either he was to call for me here, or I for him. I'll go to the
church, though: it is only a step.


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