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The Blunders of a Bashful Man

CHAPTER VIII
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I learned how they do it in China, in Turkey, in Russia, in New Zealand, more particularly how it is done, at present, in England and America.
As the day drew nigh I felt equal to the emergency I had a powerful motive for acquitting myself handsomely.

I wanted to show _her_ what a mistake she had made.
The wedding was to take place in church at eight o'clock in the evening.

The previous evening we--that is, the bride-elect, groom, bridesmaid, and groomsman, parents, and two or three friends--had a private rehearsal, one of the friends assuming the part of clergyman.
All went merry as a marriage bell.

I was the soul of ease and grace: Fred was the awkward one, stepping on the bride's train, dropping the ring, and so forth.
"I declare, Mr.Flutter, I never saw any one improve as you have," said Belle, aside to me, when we had returned to her house.

"I do hope poor Fred will get along better to-morrow.


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