Fair. Oh, haven't you heard about the wedding?

Gordon (slowly, as though anxious). What wedding?

Fair. George and Charlotte. They're going to be married here
to-night. It's too lovely. I'm to be the maid of honor and Carter is to
be best man. And mother and Charlotte are fixing up her dress with
flowers. Isn't it splendid!

Bev. I'm going in to help. Maybe he'll let me ride down to the
camp to get the chaplain.

[Exit into the house.

Fair. Come, let us go in, too, and help about the wedding.

Gordon. Fair, will you wait here with me? I've something I must
say to you before we go in there.

Fair (surprised). Something you must say to me; I don't quite
understand.

Gordon. Then, may I tell you now?

Fair. Had we not better wait for just a little? I've promised
Carter--

Gordon (drawing back). You've promised Carter--what?