“It was a trait of the female Norths to run things to death. Heather ran Susan, Mrs. North ran Oliver, Violet had always run horses and dogs, and now she was running her engagement. The day fixed for her wedding was the only date on the calendar and all other time was referred to it. If someone remarked idly on the warm weather, Violet would say: “Bet you it’s grilling at my wedding. I shall sweat like a pig.” When Mrs. North talked about scrubbing the deck-chairs before the summer, Violet said:... “What a scream, to think of you sitting out in the garden, just like every year, and I shall be married.” When Elizabeth repeated Dr. Trevor’s half-promise to let Oliver sit out of bed in a month’s time, Violet said: “Three weeks before my wedding.. He’ll be able to give me away.” “He’ll hardly be fit for that, I’m afraid,” said Elizabeth in her professional voice, making a little pursed mouth. “He might be allowed to come to the service in a wheel-chair perhaps. We’ll have to see.”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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