from most weddings.''

``Of course it was!''

``Yes, but _really_ it was. Now listen.'' The
bride's voice grew tenderly earnest. ``I think
our marriage is going to be different, too.''

``Different?''

``Yes.'' Billy's tone was emphatic. ``There
are so many common, everyday marriages where
--where-- Why, Bertram, as if you could ever
be to me like--like Mr. Carleton is, for instance!''

``Like Mr. Carleton is--to you?'' Bertram's
voice was frankly puzzled.

``No, no! As Mr. Carleton is to Mrs. Carleton,
I mean.''

``Oh!'' Bertram subsided in relief.

``And the Grahams and Whartons, and the
Freddie Agnews, and--and a lot of others.
Why, Bertram, I've seen the Grahams and the
Whartons not even speak to each other a whole
evening, when they've been at a dinner, or
something; and I've seen Mrs. Carleton not even
seem to know her husband came into the room.