"Ah, Elinor, it's wonderful to marry the man you love!" Rachael
turned from the mirror, her blue eyes misted with tears under the
brim of her wedding hat.

"YOU!" Elinor smiled. "That I should live to see it! You--in
love!"

"And unashamed, and proud of it!" Rachael said with a tremulous
laugh. "Are you all ready? Shall we go down?" She turned at the
door and put one arm about her friend. "Kiss me, Elinor, and wish
me joy," said she.

"I don't have to!" asserted Miss Vanderwall, with a hearty kiss
nevertheless, "for it will be your own fault entirely if there's
ever the littlest, teeniest cloud in the sky!"

END OF BOOK I




BOOK II




CHAPTER I