"You'll have to get back," he said. "The people'll be comin' out in a minute."
But Mary did not wish to move.
"I've got a right here," she answered.
"You?" The policeman looked at her, and then laughed. "What right?" he asked.
"Isn't that Miss Lennox?"
"It was."
"And Judge Dyker?"
"Sure."
"Well, I gave him his marriage-license."
The policeman's good-nature was amused, but he forced her back to the street.