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through Nan CAROLS mind as she
held Ter breath for the few Sec
onds that seemed like an eternity
before the answer came, in deep,
vibrating tones:
i do"
Was the answer more emphatic
because he had hesitated those few
seconds? But the justice Of the peace
was going on, his merry blue eyes
which could not look solemn, twin
king upon the pale-faced, brown
eyed little girl whose head did not
quite reach the shoulder Of the man
she was marrying.
Nancy Stair Carroll, do you take
this man."
Nan appeared to be listening in
tently. but a roar as Of rushing wa
tiers filed her ears. Her brown eyes,
fixed in a trance like stare upon
Justice Dohenv's face, became aware
at last that the humorOusly puck
cred old lips we're no longer speak
ing that the justice Of the peace,
with cooked head and quizzically
arised eyebrows. was awaiting her
answer. She felt a slight nOvem ent
of the man who stood so close beside
her. Suddenly realization swept over
her.
yes, I do" she gasped, and was
surprised that the words emerged
from her cold, stiff lips as little more
than a tremulOus whisper.
A BOVE the rushing Of mighty
"A waters the girl heard the faint,
faraway voice of the comical old
justice Of the peace; Join right
hands
Because she was still staring fix
edly at the justice, Mans right hand
wavered blindly, until it was en-
folded, almost crushed.
How thin his fingers are" Nan
thought, as she closed her eyes for
a moment and let her body sway
dizzily I must fatten him some
how. He works too hard" It did
not occur to her then or afterWard
that it was odd that her only con-
scious thought as the ceremony was
being concluded was for the man
who was becoming her husband. She
had always thought of him first.
Il pronounce you man and wife"
It was not until those words had
/ been spoken that Nan Wrenched her
eyes from the merry, fat face Of the
I Justice and forced them to look up
/ into the face of the man she had
married To her amazement, John
/ Curtis Morgan was smiling. An an
sWering smile began to flicker over
her own pale face before she dis
/ covered that his was only CHASTITY
/ imitation of a smile, which could
/ do no more than spread his mouth,
and left untouched his deep-Set
black eyes, in which there was such
/ tragic pain that the girl involuntari-
/ ly shrank from him.
But his lean, strong fingers
/ closed more tightly over her cold
little hand. She felt herself drawn
toward him, saw his head bending.
/ He was going to kiss her!
In a thousand day dreams she
+ had pictured herself in his arms. his
black head, sprinkled with silver,
bending closer and closer, his lips
finally touching hers gently at first,
/ then crushing her mouth with
/ fiercely eXultant passion. But in
none Of her dreams had a fat, bald
man with obscenely merry eyes
looked on, applauding.
D4-ic q ~ tim tn
through the farce as CALAMITY as
her husband, made Nan lift her face.
I She wondered if his lips would be
/ as cold as hers. For a moment
black eyes gazed deeply into brown,
and the girls heart gave a sudden
throb of JOY as she saw the imit0-
ton smile become a real one-ten-
der, whimsical, fond She closed
her eyes and in a moment it was
over. His lips had brushed her
forehead
We'll, sir this is proud day for
Aloysius Dohenyl I never thought
it would be my luck to tie the knot
for the biggest lawyer in the state
and the prettiest grill" The JUS
tice of the peace, gleefully chuckling
his pretense to soIemnity, shook
hands heartily with the couple he
had Just united in marriage. All
over now but the shouting, Ell?
Well, let me be the first to wish
her good luck.
Thank you, Doheny," John Cur
It's Morgan answered gravely. Shall
we go now, Nan?"
Whoa I" The justice stopped
them with a jovial below Of
laughter. Amt you forgettin'
something? I'll bet the missus
wants the certificate, even If you
don't. Won't take me minute to
I'LL it out. Let's see September
18th. amt it. Reckon that's one
date you'll never forget, eh, Mrs.
Morgan?"
Mrs. Morgan! Involuntarily Nan
4 started guiltily and glanced over
her shoulder, half expecting to see
the real Mrs. Morgan-Iris Morgan.
Then she remembered. She-Nan
Carroll-was Mrs. Morgan now!
Mrs. John Curtis Morgan! Iris was
now only Mrs. Iris Morgan.
Il
ATAN was startled out of her re-
~ Elections by below of laugh
ter. the sound of a fat hand slap
ping a fat thigh. by golly!
sure get a kick out of watching EN-
when they first hear their new
name! All right, Mrs. Morgan! y
He repeated the name with gleeful
emphasis. You sign right here,
and Hubby here o. K. Now you
TWO are married tight and don't let
/ me hear of either one Of you trying
to get out of it,"
The laundering, good-hearted
Justice Of the neace must have re-