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His voice was cheerfully decisive. "That kind is usually soon over. Most of a wedding's time is taken in getting ready for it. Did you say your father was over there?" The child's head nodded. "They have a harp, so I know they are nice people. Father can't give lessons any more, because he can't see but just a teensy, weensy bit when the sun is shining.
"The dear girl!" murmured Victorine, "she wanted her wedding with her Attilio to take place on the same day as that of the poor lovers who lie there. And they, alas! have forestalled her, their wedding's over; there they sleep in their bridal bed." Celia had at once crossed herself and knelt down beside the bed, but it was evident that she was not praying.
Also he discovered that she rejoiced in fuss, and thought June almost too early for the preparations she wanted to make. "I'm going to show 'em what a wedding's like," she remarked ominously "I'm going to do everything in the real, proper, slap-up style.
For a moment Guest saw, or imagined that he saw, a shadow flit across the girl's face, but it passed as quickly as it came. She tilted her head, and said calmly "I guess you're right! We've done our turn, and now they've got to fend for themselves. I hope you'll have a real good time. ... Mr Greville will let you know when the wedding's fixed!"
Well, young married people, how glad you must needs be, now the Wedding's over, and all that noise is at an end? You may now ly and sleep till the day be far spent! And not only rest your selves quietly; but, to your desires, in the Art of Love, shew one another the exercise and handling of Venus Weapons.
I shall be glad when it is all over and we leave Richmond for the mountains and the streams again, and for your wedding, dearest heart!" "Oh, my wedding!" said Unity. "My wedding's like a dream. I don't believe I'm going to have any wedding!"
To my mind a wedding's a very poor play. There are only two parts in it the bride and bridegroom. The best man is only a walking gentleman. With the exception of a crying father and a snivelling mother, the rest are SUPERS who have to dress well and have to PAY for their insignificant parts in the shape of costly presents."
But see, they're coming forth, now stand your ground. Bel. Gay. Hold, remember you're proscribed, And die if you are taken. Bel. I've done, and I will live, but he shall ne'er enjoy her. Who's yonder, Ralph, my trusty Confident? Enter Ralph. Now though I perish I must speak to him. Friend, what Wedding's this? Ral. One that was never made in Heaven, Sir; 'Tis Alderman Fainwou'd, and Mrs.
Now, then, that this is all settled, and now that you 're the merrier for that silly bit of storming at nothing, just listen: the wedding's my own! isn't Jack Dillaway a clever fellow now, to have caught a Right Honourable Ladyship, with a park in Yorkshire, a palace in Wales, and a mansion in Grosvenor square?"
"I came the day before yesterday," Tommy replied. "And I'm very fit. You see, Mr. Gilman preferred us to be married in London. And I'd no objection. So here I am. The wedding's to-morrow. You aren't very startled, are you? Had you heard?" "Well," said Audrey, "not what you'd call 'heard. But I'd a sort of a kind of a " "You come right over here, young woman." "But I want to get my number."
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