"The fact that Octavie is engaged suggests a double wedding. They will marry in June, if the weather is good."
"What has the weather to do with Octavie's wedding?" inquired Mr. Cruger.
"Simply that it's an automobile wedding, Andrew," replied his wife.
Mr. Cruger looked almost pained. "Permit me to remark, Mary, that no Cruger was ever married in an automobile and I trust that no Cruger will so far forget himself or herself as to establish so ridiculous a precedent."
"The motor business comes in after the wedding, father; at least so Octavie said," whispered Beverly.
"Your niece is very frivolous," remarked Mr. Cruger to his wife. "I shall take pains to remind her that we Crugers marry quietly in Trinity!"
Hélène laughed aloud. The idea of Octavie doing anything quietly appealed to her sense of humour.
"She does not take us very seriously," thought Mr. Cruger. Mrs. Cruger glanced at her husband and noticed a rather injured expression appear upon his face. Evidently he was not highly pleased at Hélène's levity.
"You have written to your father?" Mr. Cruger asked her presently.
"No, Mr. Cruger," replied Hélène after a pause.