"You didn't have to try," Mrs. Bett's voice sounded. "I was coming when I got rested up."
She entered, looking vaguely about. "I want Lulie," she said, and the corners of her mouth drew down. She ate her dinner cold, appeased in vague areas by such martyrdom. They were still at table when the front door opened.
"Monona hadn't ought to use the front door so common," Mrs. Bett complained.
But it was not Monona. It was Lulu and Cornish.
"Well!" said Dwight, tone curving downward.
"Well!" said Ina, in replica.
"Lulie!" said Mrs. Bett, and left her dinner, and went to her daughter and put her hands upon her.
"We wanted to tell you first," Cornish said. "We've just got married."
"For ever more!" said Ina.
"What's this?" Dwight sprang to his feet. "You're joking!" he cried with hope.