"The little house—my heart's blood in it. A doll's house, ready for her to walk into. Membership in the Junior Matrons—trousseau—oh, it's funny—funny—"
"For God's sake, papa, try to calm her!"
"Funny—funny—funny."
With a wave of sobs that broke over her, she went down, then, literally to her knees, her back heaving and shuddering.
"Her wedding day—O God—funny—"
"Mamma! Mamma! It's all right, dear. Don't—holler like that. I just got upset, that's all. Frightened like—like any other girl would. I'm all right now, mamma. I'm sorry."
"We want to see you happy, baby. It's for your good."
"Of course you do. I know it. I'm all right now, mamma."
"We're your best friends, Lilly. We would go through fire for you."
"Of course, mamma. I—I was nervous, that's all."