When the clergyman said, "Mary, wilt thou take this man to be thy wedded husband ?" I distinctly saw her put her fingers over her mouth in the old, frightened way.

It was only for a second, and after that I rather think Mr.Strothers held her hand tight for fear she might do it again.

She sent her love to you, Katy.

What sort of a gown are _you_ going to have, by the way?
I have kept my best news to the last, which is that Deniston has at last given way, and we are to move into town in October.

We have taken a little house in West Cedar Street.