“By the time we get to that preacher's house, I won't know my first name if you don't help me.”
Mary laughed softly and kissed him.
“You can't miss it. All you've got to do is say, `I will' when he asks you the question, put the ring on my finger when he tells you, and repeat the words after him—he and I will do the rest.”
“Say my question over again.”
“`Wilt thou have this woman to thy wedded wife, to live together after God's ordinance, in the holy estate of matrimony? Wilt thou love her, comfort her, honor, and keep her in sickness and in health; and, forsaking all others, keep thee only unto her, so long as ye both shall live?'”
She looked at him and laughed.
“Why don't you answer?”
“Now?”
“Yes—that's the end of the question. Say, `I will.'”
“Oh, I will all right! What scares me is that I'll jump in on him and say `I will' before he gets halfway through. Seems to me when he says, `Wilt thou have this woman to be thy wedded wife?' I'll just have to choke myself there to keep from saying, `You bet your life I will, Parson!'”