"I am saying that Ruth and I want to get married."
"Whose idea is this?"
"Mine," said Ruth.
As the father met the earnest eyes of his daughter he almost smiled.
"Where did you get such an idea, Ruth?"
"From seeing the people you married this morning. You said marriage was a beautiful thing."
"So it is. So it is. But that was very different. Only grown people marry, so run away, children. I have no time for play this morning." And he turned away and sat down at his desk.
"But, Mr. Heywood," said Cyrus, "this is not play. This is important."
"Important? Why important, Cyrus?"
"'Cause Ruth wants it."