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"I wish when people have weddings, they'd have them in the afternoon, instead of in the morning," observed Geraldine, in a rather complaining tone, as she carefully smoothed out the folds in her white dress before taking her favorite seat on the piazza railing. "We have to wear our good clothes in the afternoon, anyway, but it's simply awful to be dressed up like this at ten o'clock in the morning."
Jerry said nothing, but gazed mournfully at his immaculate white suit, and freshly blackened boots, and sighed. It was the first of May, as perfect a spring day as had ever dawned, and it was also Barbara Heath's wedding day. The twins were occupying the cottage piazza in solitary state, while up-stairs Mrs. Barlow, Gretel, and Higgins, were all engaged in dressing the bride.