"But Ma's going to have it annulled," said Virginia instantly.
"Married!" Susan gasped. "You mean engaged!"
"No, dear, married," Mary Lou repeated, in a sad, musical voice. "They were married on Monday night--"
"Tell me!" commanded Susan, her eyes flashing with pleasurable excitement.
"We don't know much, Sue dear. Georgie's been acting rather odd and she began to cry after breakfast this morning, and Ma got it out of her. I thought Ma would faint, and Georgie just SCREAMED. I kept calling out to Ma to be calm--" Susan could imagine the scene. "So then Ma took Georgie upstairs, and Jinny and I worked around, and came up here and made up this room. And just before lunch Ma came up, and--she looked chalk-white, didn't she, Jinny?"
"She looked-well, as white as this spread," agreed Virginia.
"Well, but what accounts for it!" gasped Susan. "Is Georgie CRAZY! Joe O'Connor! That snip! And hasn't he an awful old mother, or someone, who said that she'd never let him come home again if he married?"
"Listen, Sue!--You haven't heard half. It seems that they've been engaged for two months--"
"They HAVE!"
"Yes. And on Monday night Joe showed Georgie that he'd gotten the license, and they got thinking how long it would be before they could be married, what with his mother, and no prospects and all, and they simply walked into St. Peter's and were married!"