“I worried all through the Service about you, miss,” she said.
“I am all right, Violet,” Cornelia answered. “Is everything packed?
“Everythin’ be ready, miss – I mean, Your Grace. The carriages will be comin’ round in a quarter of an hour.”
There was no chance of further words with Violet for the bridesmaids came hurrying into the room, taking advantage of their traditional right to help the bride change.
They were pretty pleasant girls, the daughters of Lily’s friends, but Cornelia felt that she had little in common with them.
“Your dress was lovely, but I wish you didn’t have to wear your spectacles.”
That was what everyone was saying.
“At least it was original. I heard a newspaper reporter saying it was the first time he had seen a bride in dark glasses.”
“Perhaps you will set a
