George said, "_Will_ you shut up, Eddie? Everyone's staring."

After that it wasn't easy. Judy joined him at the altar but he listened

to the ceremony with only one ear. With the other he tried to pay

attention to the voice which he alone heard. Since it continued and

since he was the only one who heard it, he concluded quite logically

that he was going off his rocker. Then maybe he _was_ being roped into

something--because if the prospect of marriage to Judy made him feel

this way, then maybe he'd better call the whole thing off before it was

too late.

Or had the strange voice put that idea into his head? Come to think of

it, here was a nice pleasant female voice. It didn't rasp like Mrs.

Wilkins' voice and it didn't hold the slight suggestion of a whine

dormant in her daughter Judy's.

"Do you, Edward, take this girl Judy, to be your lawfully wedded wife?"

* * * * *

Silence, except for a few sobs and whimpers in the sea of faces around

them.

"Do you, Edward...."

_Don't do it, Eddie. Do it and that'll be the end for you. You'd regret

it something awful._

"You think so, Miss, ah--"

_I'll tell you my name after you refuse. You'll find out a lot of

things after._

George wailed in Eddie's ear, "For gosh sakes, boy--you're holding up

the works! And quit that mumbling to yourself. Just say yes."

"_Hmmm_," said Eddie, cogitating.

"... And do you, Judy, take this man Edward--"

Apparently his _hmmm_ had been taken as an affirmative if nervous

response.

_You're right, Eddie--that's just what happened. Only don't let them go

on. In a moment it will be too late, and you'll be stuck._

"You think so, eh?"

"Shut _up_!" George hissed in his ear.

"... To have and to hold through sickness and in health, till--"

The wind came up so suddenly, and with it the clouds, that one moment

they stood in a bright sunshiny garden, the next it was dark and somber

and overhead lightning flashed and thunder rolled sullenly.

The rain came down in thick sheets from what had been a moment before a

wonderfully clear blue sky. Even George's composure received a serious

dent. "It just can't happen that fast!" he cried.

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