"Mine is the first marriage in the family," Sophia said, "and I think there ought to be a great deal of interest felt in it." And there was.

Grandmother Sandal's awmries were opened for old laces and fine cambric, and petticoats and spencers of silks wonderful in quality and color, and guiltless of any admixture of less precious material.

There were whole sets of many garments to make, and tucking and frilling and stitching were then slow processes.

Agnes Bulteel came to assist; but the work promised to be so tedious, that the marriage-day was postponed until July.
In the mean time, Julius spent his time between Oxford and Sandal-Side.
Every visit was distinguished by some rich or rare gift to his bride, and he always felt a pleasure in assuring himself that Charlotte was consumed with envy and regret.

He was very much in love with Sophia, and quite glad she was going to marry him; and yet he dearly liked to think that he made Charlotte sorry for her rejection of his love, and wistfully anxious for the rings and bracelets that were the portion of his betrothed.