She has that much more to get foolish with, poor Becky used to say.
"How happy it must make you," murmured the other.

"There is nothing in life I'd rather see than my Arthur happily married." "I always thought that he and Gabriella were made for each other, but one never can tell--" "That must be Gabriella now," said Mrs.Peyton as the bell rang.

"Is she coming for you ?" "Yes, Cousin Jimmy was to bring her, and then drive me out to Hollywood.
Isn't that Arthur's voice talking to her ?" "Poor boy," whispered Mrs.Peyton, and then she rustled forward and enveloped Gabriella in a warm embrace.

"My darling girl, your mother has just told me," she said.
"And Gabriella has just told me," added Arthur at her elbow.

Though there was a hurt look in his eyes, his manner was perfect.