That makes you an old maid , my dear . Well , it is your own fault , and it will continue to be your own fault , you stubborn offshoot of a stubborn breed ! '' She flung her train out straight and pulled on her gloves . `` I do hope I wo n't get any spots on this dress to-night , '' she reflected . `` It will have to do me for a gala dress for a year at least -- and I have a creepy conviction that it is fearfully spottable . Bless Uncle Mark 's good , uncalculating heart ! How I would have detested it if he had given me something sensible and useful and ugly -- as Aunt Emilia would have done . '' They all went to `` young '' John Penhallow 's at early moonrise . Lucinda drove over the two miles of hill and dale with a youthful second cousin , by name , Carey Penhallow . The wedding was quite a brilliant affair . Lucinda seemed to pervade the social atmosphere , and everywhere she went a little ripple of admiration trailed after her like a wave . She was undeniably a belle , yet she found herself feeling faintly bored and was rather glad than otherwise when the guests began to fray off . `` I 'm afraid I 'm losing my capacity for enjoyment , '' she thought , a little drearily . `` Yes , I must be growing old . That is what it means when social functions begin to bore you . '' It was that unlucky Mrs. George who blundered again . She was standing on the veranda when Carey Penhallow dashed up . `` Tell Lucinda that I ca n't take her back to the Grange . I have to drive Mark and Cissy Penhallow to Bright River to catch the two o'clock express . There will be plenty of chances for her with the others . ''
At this moment George Penhallow , holding his rearing horse XXXXX difficulty , shouted for his wife .
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