第25部分(第2/9 頁)

　and　the　wedding　guests

are　walking　down　the　garden　path；　whilst　those　still　waiting

peer　through　the　window；　and　the　little　crowd　at　the　gate　gorps

and　stretches。　How　funny　such　dressed…up　people　look　in　the

winter　sunshine！

They　are　gone……another　lot！　There　begins　to　be　more

room。　Anna　es　down　blushing　and　very　shy；　to　be　viewed　in　her

white　silk　and　her　veil。　Her　mother…in…law　surveys　her

objectively；　twitches　the　white　train；　arranges　the　folds　of　the

veil　and　asserts　herself。

Loud　exclamations　from　the　window　that　the　bridegroom's

carriage　has　just　passed。

〃Where's　your　hat；　father；　and　your　gloves？〃　cries　the　bride；

stamping　her　white　slipper；　her　eyes　flashing　through　her　veil。

He　hunts　round……his　hair　is　ruffled。　Everybody　has　gone　but

the　bride　and　her　father。　He　is　ready……his　face　very　red

and　daunted。　Tilly　dithers　in　the　little　porch；　waiting　to　open

the　door。　A　waiting　woman　walks　round　Anna；　who　asks：

〃Am　I　all　right？〃

She　is　ready。　She　bridles　herself　and　looks　queenly。　She

waves　her　hand　sharply　to　her　father：

〃e　here！〃

He　goes。　She　puts　her　hand　very　lightly　on　his　arm；　and

holding　her　bouquet　like　a　shower；　stepping；　oh；　very

graciously；　just　a　little　impatient　with　her　father　for　being　so

red　in　the　face；　she　sweeps　slowly　past　the　fluttering　Tilly；

and　down　the　path。　There　are