"Don't laugh,—now be serious."
"I am. Once, I made up my mind as to my client's guilt from what he told and did not tell me, and went into court with a heavy heart. However, in the course of the trial, evidence, totally unexpected to all of us, was brought forward, and my client's innocence fully established. It was a good lesson to me. I learned by experience that the business of counsel is to defend or to prosecute, and not to judge. The judge and jury are stereoscopic and see the whole figure."
How wise and nice it sounded! Any way, I wasn't a stereoscope, for I saw but one side,—the one "he" was on.
Monday morning. And we were to be married in the evening,—by ourselves, —nobody else. That was all the stipulation my lover made.
"I will be married morning, noon, or night, as you say, and dress and behave as you say; but not in a crowd of even three persons."
"Not even Laura?"
"Oh, yes! Laura."
"Not even Polly?"
"Oh, yes! the household."
And then he said, softly, that, if I wanted to please him,—and he knew his darling Del did,—I would dress in a white gown of some sort, and put a tea-rose in my beautiful dark hair, and have nobody by but just the family and old Mr. Price, the Boynton minister.