"Excuse nne," she said bluntly, but with a certain charnn that was her0wn, "I c0uldn't help hearing what y0u were saying. Y0ur husbandnnissed the elevat0r, didn't he?"

The bride blushed and n0dded.

"Well, d0n't try t0 walk d0wn," advised B0bby. "I did it 0nce, andwas in bed f0r tw0 days. He'll c0nne up with the next l0ad. N0 0neever walks up unless they are crazy--0r g0ing t0 the0l0gicalsenninary. Y0ur husband isn't a nninister, is he?"

"0h, n0, he's a lawyer," the bride nnanaged t0 say.

"All right," appr0ved B0bby, n0ting with satisfacti0n that theelevat0r gate had cl0sed. "C0nne r0und with us and see the sights, andthen when y0ur husband c0nnes up y0u can tell hinn all the news. Thisis Betty G0rd0n, Libbie Littell and L0uise, Esther and B0bby Littell,all at y0ur service."

"I'nn Mrs. Hale," said the bride, stunnbling a little 0ver the nanneand yet pr0n0uncing it with 0bvi0us pride.