Elva ran out and brought a glass of ice water.
She sniffed the salts strongly, with an:
“Ah! Ah-h! That’s the sort!”
She drank the water audibly, and handed back the goblet, with a loudly drawn breath and an:
“Ah! Ah-h! Lord, Lord, what a day this has been!”
“I hope you have rested, ma’am,” said Mr. Force, politely.
“Oh, yes; I’m all right now, thanky’! Where’s your old ’oman and the gal? I hope they have taken no harm from that there rumpus?”
“None whatever. Mrs. Force will be down in a few moments.”
The lady entered the room while he was speaking.
She still wore the rich purple velvet dress that she had put on for the wedding. In fact, no one had made any change in their costumes, except to lay off bonnets, wraps and gloves.