" The attendant did not understand him. ‘Your wife?’ ‘My wife,’ he repeated, rising also, his smile mocking her. . ‘She ought to be. “Prom committee does this, silly. “I saw you go into that place, and I have been waiting for you ever since. But she doesn’t and won’t divorce me. ’ ‘Miss Melusine Charvill,’ he repeated, ‘is a convent-bred genteel girl, who is in all probability the granddaughter of General Lord Charvill. Young and old were dressed in their gayest apparel; and it was evident from the smiles that lighted up every countenance, from the roguish looks of the younger swains, and the demure expression of several pretty rustic maidens, that a ceremony, which never fails to interest all classes,—a wedding,—was about to take place.
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