It was a godsend that at this instant Tim, the little dog, broke in the door, barking and overjoyed, welcoming the company, and making a diversion, which saved the moment.
Sim bent and picked up the little animal.
"He's glad," said he.

With a vague and gentle pat of the blankets in the general direction of Mary Gage, his wife, he turned, head bent, and tip-toed out into the sunlight.
Karen Jensen interrupted any conversation, having dried her tears.
"Come on back in five or ten minutes," she said.

"I'll have the wedding breakfast ready.

I've baked a cake." When they had eaten of the cake, which they all agreed was marvelous, the minister gladly repacked his vestments in his traveling bag preparatory to his journey back with Doctor Barnes.

He turned, after a gentle handshake, saying: "Good-by, Mrs.Gage." Sim Gage, bridegroom, suddenly flushed dark under his brick-red skin at hearing these words.
Karen Jensen finished her labors attendant upon the wedding breakfast, and made ready for her own departure.