A maid of _honah_ should be too honahable to insist on finding out things that were not intended for her to know.

I hadn't thought.

If mothah took all the trouble of sending a special-delivery lettah to you to keep me from knowing till my birthday, I'm not going to pry around trying to find out." "Well, if you aren't the _queerest_," began Grace.

"One would think to hear you talk that 'maid of honor' was some great title to be lived up to like the 'Maid of Orleans,' and that only some high and mighty creature like Joan of Arc could do it.

But it's nothing more than to go first in the wedding march, and hold the bride's bouquet.