call it. You're not to go on working there, though. I won't have it. But first I thoughtwe'd better go to one of those shops in Bond Street where they sell rings." "Rings?""It's usual, isn't it?" Midge laughed. In the dimmed lighting of the jeweller'sshop. Midge and Edward bent over trays ofsparkling engagement rings, whilst a discreet salesman watched them benignantly.Edward said, pushing away a velvet-covered tray: "Not emeralds." Henriettain green tweeds--Henrietta in an evening dress like Chinese jade . . . No, notemeralds . . . Midge pushed away the tiny stabbing pain at her heart."Choose for me," she said to Edward. He bent over the tray before them. Hepicked out a ring with a single diamond. Not a very large stone, but a stone of beautifulcolour and fire. "I like this." Midge nodded. She loved this display ofEdward's unerring and fastidious taste.She slipped it on her finger as Edward and the shopman drew aside. Edwardwrote out a check for three hundred and forty-two pounds and came back toMidge smiling. He said, "Let's go and be rude to Madame Alfrege. ..."<strong>Chapter</strong> XXV"but, darlings, I am so delighted!" Lady Angkatell stretched out a fragile hand toEdward and touched Midge softly with the other. "You did quite right, Edward, tomake her leave that horrid shop and to bring her right down here. She'll stay here,of course, and be married from here--St. George's, you know, three miles by the road,though only a mile through the woods, but then one doesn't go to a weddingthrough woods. AndI suppose it will have to be the Vicar--poor man, he has such dreadful colds in thehead every Autumn--the Curate, now, has one of those high Anglican voices, and
the whole thing would be far more impressive--and more religious, too, if youknow what I mean. It is so hard to keep one's mind reverent when somebody issaying things through the nose." It was. Midge decided, a very Lucyishreception. It made her want to both laugh and cry. "I'd love to be married fromhere, Lucy," she said. "<strong>The</strong>n that's settled, darling. Off-white satin, I think, and anivory prayer book-- not a bouquet. Bridesmaids?" ,< "No. I don't want a fuss. Just avery quiet wedding.""I know what you mean, darling--and I think perhaps you are right. With anAutumn wedding it's nearly always chrysanthemums--such an uninspiring flower, Ialways think. And unless one takes a lot of time to choose them carefully, bridesmaidsnever match properly and there's nearly always one terribly plain one who ruins thewhole effect--but one has to have her because she's usually the bridegroom's sister.But, of course--" Lady Angkatell beamed. "Edward hasn't got any sisters." "Thatseems to be one point in my favour," said Edward, smiling. "But children are reallythe worst at weddings," went on Lady Angkatell, happily | pursuing her own trainof thought. "Every- |one says 'How sweet!' but, my dear, the anxiety! <strong>The</strong>y step on the train, or else they howlfor Nannie, and quite often they're sick. I always wonder how a girl can go up the aislein a proper frame of mind, while she's so uncertain about what is happening behindher." "<strong>The</strong>re needn't be anything behind me," said Midge cheerfully. "Not even atrain. I can be married in a coat and skirt." "Oh, no. Midge, that's so like a widow.No, off-white satin and not from Madame Alfrege's." "Certainly not from MadameAlfrege's," said Edward. "I shall take you to Mireille," said Lady Angkatell."My dear Lucy, I can't possibly affordMireille." "Nonsense, Midge. Henry and I are going to give you your trousseau.And Henry, of course, will give you away. I do hope the band of his trousers won'tbe too tight. It's nearly two years since he last went to a wedding. And I shallwear--" Lady Angkatell paused and closed her eyes. "Yes, Lucy?""Hydrangea blue," announced Lady Angkatell in a rapt voice. "I suppose, Edward, youwill have one of your own friends for best man; otherwise, of course, there isDavid. I cannot help feeling it would be frightfully good for David. It would give himpoise, you know, and he would feel we all liked him. That, I am sure is very importantwith David. It must be so disheartening, youknow, to feel you are clever and intellectual and yet nobody likes you any the betterfor it! But, of course, it would be rather a risk. He would probably lose the ring, ordrop it at the last minute. I expect it would worry Edward too much. But it would benice in a way to keep it to the same people we've had here for the murder."Lady Angkatell uttered the last few words in the most conversational of tones."Lady Angkatell has been entertaining a few friends for a murder this Autumn,"Midge could not help saying. "Yes," said Lucy meditatively. "I suppose it didsound like that. A party for the shooting . . . You know, when you come to think ofit, that's just what it has been!" Midge gave a faint shiver and said:
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