"TI recall too, the time I was Louise Partenton's maid of honour, and Duane was simply furious at that usher from New Orleans who wouldn't let me out of his sight.
"Yes, I may be old. But Pi remember a hundred memories like those. And you'll smile through them all. You'll have to, because you and I have spent a lot of time making it plain to every one that we are the closest possible friends.
"And poor Duane! He likes to think there is no situation in the world that he can't handle with de-curative poise. He'll be ready to murder somebody, because he'll know that he's being made ridiculous in front of you. And that's one thing he'll never, never forgive you for.
"Go ahead and smile at him. But don't be too sure—"
Lenore realized that Bob was pressing her hand admonishingly. She could feel the expectancy of the church around her.
Her face suddenly warm with a blush that she hoped would be misunderstood by those who saw it, she "en to the minister and said:
"I do."
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