She had had her grief, and had been told to meet it like a Christian; she had been obedient to the telling, and now felt the good result.

So when Gertrude was married she stood smiling behind her; and when her new brother-in-law kissed her in the vestry-room she smiled again, and honestly wished them happiness.
And Katie was there, very pretty and bonny, still childish, with her short dress and long trousers, but looking as though she, too, would soon feel the strength of her own wings, and be able to fly away from her mother's nest.

Dear Katie! Her story has yet to be told.

To her belongs neither the soft easiness of her sister Linda nor the sterner dignity of Gertrude.

But she has a character of her own, which contains, perhaps, higher qualities than those given to either of her sisters.
And there were other bridesmaids there; how many it boots not now to say.