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DICK: (Sitting up suddenly) Listen!

(A volley of chatter explodes in the adjoining roo at their neckties) DICK: (Weightily) We'd better join the firing squad They're going to take the picture, I guess No, that's afterward

OTIS: Cable, you take the ragtime bridesmaid

FOURTH YOUNG MAN: I wish to God I'd sent that present

MAURY: If you'll give me another minute I'll think of that about the mice

OTIS: I was usher last month for old Charlie McIntyre and---(They move slowly toward the door as the chatter beco preliroans froan)

ANTHONY

There were five hundred eyes boring through the back of his cutaway and the sun glinting on the clergyeois teeth With difficulty he restrained a laugh Gloria was saying so in a clear proud voice and he tried to think that the affair was irrevocable, that every second was significant, that his life was being slashed into two periods and that the face of the world was changing before him He tried to recapture that ecstatic sensation of ten weeks before All these emotions eluded him, he did not even feel the physical nervousness of that very old teeth! He wondered if the clergyye service

But as he took Gloria into his ar in his veins now A languorous and pleasant content settled like a weight upon hi responsibility and possession He was led emotions, that no one of them was separable from the others! She could have wept for herquietly back there ten feet and for the loveliness of the June sunlight flooding in at the s She was beyond all conscious perceptions Only a sense, colored with delirious wild excite--and a trust, fierce and passionate, burning in her like a prayer, that in a ht they arrived in Santa Barbara, where the night clerk at the Hotel Lafcadio refused to adrounds that they were not ht that Gloria was beautiful He did not think that anything so beautiful as Gloria could be moral

"CON AMORE"

That first half-year--the trip West, the long ray house near Greenhere they lived until late autumn made the country dreary--those days, those places, saw the enraptured hours The breathless idyl of their engageave way, first, to the intense romance of the more passionate relationship The breathless idyl left them, fled on to other lovers; they looked around one day and it was gone, how they scarcely knew Had either of them lost the other in the days of the idyl, the love lost would have been ever to the loser that dim desire without fulfilic must hurry on, and the lovers remain