She had—and, if memory served, had also remarked upon a separate young woman who had snared a husband in just this sort of fashion.

One of life's crueller ironies, that it should now happen in their families.

"You are fortunate, Mr. Prewett, that you are brother of the groom," came Bellona's answer. Sister of the bride, in this situation, was a much less joyous position to be in. "Still, at least they look content enough."