"Aunt Prue and I. Don't you want papa and mamma instead of Uncle John and
Aunt Prue?"
"Yes; I do! Wait for us to come. I'll run and tell them," she answered, fleeing away.
"John, this is a very irregular proceeding!"
"It quite befits the occasion, however," he answered gravely. Very slowly they walked toward the house.
All color had left Miss Prudence's cheeks and lips. Deborah was sure she would faint; but Mrs. Kemlo watched her lips, and knew by the firm lines that she would not.
No one thought about the bridegroom, because no one ever does. Prue kept close to Miss Prudence, and said afterward that she was mamma's bridesmaid. Marjorie thought that Morris would be glad if he could know it; he had loved Mr. Holmes.
The few words were solemnly spoken.
Prudence Pomeroy and John Holmes were husband and wife.
"What God hath joined—"
Oh, how God had joined them. She had belonged to him so long.