All right, indeed! Who could resist so handsome a son-in-law? Certainly not Mrs. O'Brien. She broke out in tears and laughter.
They all looked at Rosie, who sat, oblivious of them, staring off into nothing.
"Ah, Harry, you rogue, come here and kiss me this minute!... Why," she continued, "do you know, Harry, I had a presintimint the moment you entered the gate! 'What a fine-looking couple!' says I to meself. And the next minute I says, 'I wouldn't be a bit surprised if they made a match of it!' Why, Harry, I've never seen a fella come and turn us all topsy-turvy as you've done! Here I am talkin' me head off and Jamie O'Brien's been doing the same! Do you mind, Ellen, the way your da's been talkin'? You're not sick, are you, Jamie?"
Jamie chuckled quietly. "It's just I'm a little excited having a daughter run off and get married."
"Oh, Dad!" Ellen begged.
"I suppose," Jamie went on, "Rosie'll be at it next."
They all looked at Rosie, who sat, oblivious of them, staring off into nothing.
"What's the matter, Rosie?" her father asked.