"Do you know where you are to stand in the receiving line?" he inquired.
Jane shook her head.
"Do you know whether you are to shake hands with the guests or merely bow?"
"No. You 'll tell me, won't you?"
"Do you know whether I 'm to present people you don't know to you, or whether you 're to depend on mother for that?"
"I suppose I'll find that out when the time comes."
"Do you know whether you ought to look beamingly happy or coolly composed?"
"Which do you prefer?"
Murray laughed. "A judicious mixture of both, I should say. Well, my small bride, ignorant as you profess to be of your part, I 'm not worried about you. Just the same, I expect we 'd better hunt up mother and be coached as to the precise line of conduct she expects of us. I 've never played the leading man's part in a bridal 'At Home' myself, and mother's something of a stickler for doing things according to the latest revision of the code. Well, well," he added in surprise, glancing at his watch as they entered the hall, "it's later than I thought. Do you need to go upstairs?"
"Just a minute--to smooth my unruly hair," and Jane ran away, leaving him gazing after her.