"You know I had to stop at the village below and make arrangements for the wedding." The girl drew back and looked at him.
"Your voice sounds so hoarse and strange, Lester," she said.

"Have you been crying ?" His arms fell from her; he drew back, laughing immoderately.
"What, weeping on the happiest day of my life ?" he cried.

"Well, that's pretty good.

I've been up to my ears in business, rushing around, to get everything in shipshape order, but, good Lord! what am I thinking about, to keep you standing here in the snow?
Here is the coach, and by the way, I've brought along an old friend of mine, who was wild to witness the marriage ceremony." As he spoke he took her by the arm and drew the girl toward the carriage in waiting.
What was there about her lover that seemed so changed to the girl, that caused the love to suddenly die out of her heart?
"Lester," she cried, drawing back, "oh--oh, please do not be angry with me, but I've changed my mind.

It seemed such a terrible thing to do.