And at twelve o'clock—
Far off, at a respectful distance, a carol of rough, humorous voices sang the song, "Happily Married"!
"H-a-double-p-y," etc.
And we knew that my bluff had worked.
The next day we went through a let-down.
Hildreth was quite nerve-shaken, and so was Darrie.
But I strutted about with my chest out, the cock of the walk.
But, nevertheless, and despite their bravery and the fiasco of the mob's attack, the hearts seemed to have left the bodies of both "my" women.