Something had happened I did
not understand. I had forgotten the letter Selwyn had sent her.
"They went away an hour ago on their wedding-trip." A fresh
handkerchief was drawn from the heaving bosom for the fresh tears
which again flowed. "My poor head is all in a whirl. So many things
had to be done, though Madeleine wouldn't take but one trunk and no
maid, though I told her she could have Freda, and there are so many
things that have got to be attended to before they get back that I
don't know where to begin, and I had to come down here right away and
thank you the first thing. And of course she will have to have a
trousseau, for her poor, dear father wouldn't like it if she didn't
have one, and the best that could be bought. He was very particular,
her father was, and I know he would thank you, too, if he could. And
there will have to be a reception, and it's about that, and a few
other things, I felt I must talk to you this morning, being you are
responsible, in a way, for the marriage--"
"I am nothing of the sort. You are responsible for its being the
sort of marriage it was.
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