THE BRASS BOWL
"Well, when then? To-day?"
"Yes—no!"
"But when?"
"To-morrow—I mean next week—I mean next month."
"No; to-day at four. I'll call for you."
"But, Dan. …"
"Sweetheart!"
"But you mustn't! … How can I"
"Easily enough. There's the Little-Church-Around-the-Corner"
"But I've nothing to wear!"
"Oh!"
Another pause.
"Dan. … You don't wish it—truly?"
"I do wish it, truly. To-day, at four. The Church of the Transfiguration. Yes, I'll scare up a best man if you'll find bridesmaids. Now you will, won't you?"
"I—if you wish it, dear."
"I'll have to ask you to repeat that."
"I shan't. There!"
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