"Why is Miss B—— wearing black?"
"She is in mourning for her husband."
"Why, she never had a husband!"
"No, that is why she mourns."
"Dearest," she murmured, "I'm so afraid you'll change."
"Darling," he answered, "you'll never find any change about me."
"What's the matter here?" asked a stranger of a small boy, as he noticed a large wedding party coming out of a church on Fifth avenue.