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TALK about a clap of thunder out of a clear sky -- that's nothing to the surprise Babe gave us the very next night. About nine o'clock she called me by telephone to say:
"Listen, Georgina. Is Richard still there? Is it too late for you to come down for a few minutes? _Watson and I are to be married tomorrow afternoon._ We've just decided. Everything's in a dreadful tangle. We want you to help straighten us out."