Well, the wedding came off last week. It was a perfectly gorgeous affair. Aunt Tommy"s dress was a dream--and so was mine, all pink silk and chiffon and carnations. Jacky made a magnificent page too, in a suit of white velvet. The wedding cake was four stories high, and d.i.c.k looked perfectly handsome. He kissed me too, right after he kissed Aunt Tommy.
So everything turned out all right, and I believe d.i.c.k would never have dared to speak up if we hadn"t helped things along. But Jacky and I have decided that we will never meddle in an affair of the kind again. It is too hard on the nerves.