And very handsome he
looked, as he stood waiting at the chancel steps; not watching for
his bride; but obviously listening for her; for, as Jane came up the
church on Deryck's arm, Garth slightly turned his head and smiled.
The duchess--resplendent in purple satin and ermine, with white
plumes in her bonnet, and many jewelled chains depending from her,
which rattled and tinkled, in the silence of the church, every time
she moved--was in a front pew on the left, ready to give her niece
away.
In a corresponding seat, on the opposite side, as near as possible
to the bridegroom, sat Margery Graem, in black silk, with a small
quilted satin bonnet, and a white lawn kerchief folded over the
faithful old heart which had beaten in tenderness for Garth since
his babyhood. She turned her head anxiously, every time the duchess
jingled; but otherwise kept her eyes fixed on the marriage service,
in a large-print prayer-book in her lap. Margery was not used to the
Episcopal service, and she had her "doots" as to whether it could
possibly be gone through correctly, by all parties concerned.
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