"Miss Winter and Mr. Winter," began young Elvin, but Avis stopped him.
"Hush, Robert!" she said.
"No call to hush, Avis. I'm very glad they was there," declared Margery.
"They didn't come to Red House after, of course," continued Avis; "but a rally of neighbours did, and Bob's mother and his sailor brother sat by father, and Mr. Rupert Elvin, Bob's great-uncle, proposed the health of the bride."
"And Mr. Bullstone gave us a proper banquet—I never saw such a spread and never shall again I'm sure," vowed Robert.
"Father was pretty cheerful I hope?" asked Margery, and Avis looked uncomfortable.
Robert answered.
"He was, because it was kept from him and all of us that you weren't very well to-day. And he told me that he'd hoped you might be there; but no doubt the reason against was your poor state, Mrs. Bullstone."
"Hush, Robert," said Avis.
"You must call me 'mother' now, Bob," replied Margery. "You've got two mothers now; and so has Avis."