Out came all the braids ; the resultant rampant crinkliness was plaited into two tails and tied , not with two bows alone , but with four , of brand-new ribbon , brightly blue . The two upper bows rather gave the impression of overgrown wings sprouting from Charlotta 's neck , somewhat after the fashion of Raphael 's cherubs . But Charlotta the Fourth thought them very beautiful , and after she had rustled into a white dress , so stiffly starched that it could stand alone , she surveyed herself in her glass with great satisfaction ... a satisfaction which lasted until she went out in the hall and caught a glimpse through the spare room door of a tall girl in some softly clinging gown , pinning white , star-like flowers on the smooth ripples of her ruddy hair . `` Oh , I 'll NEVER be able to look like Miss Shirley , '' thought poor Charlotta despairingly . `` You just have to be born so , I guess ... do n't seem 's if any amount of practice could give you that AIR . '' By one o'clock the guests had come , including Mr. and Mrs. Allan , for Mr. Allan was to perform the ceremony in the absence of the Grafton minister on his vacation . There was no formality about the marriage . Miss Lavendar came down the stairs to meet her bridegroom at the foot , and as he took her hand she lifted her big brown eyes to his with a look that made Charlotta the Fourth , who intercepted it , feel queerer than ever . They went out to the honeysuckle arbor , where Mr. Allan was awaiting them . The guests grouped themselves as they pleased . Anne and Diana stood by the old stone bench , with Charlotta the Fourth between them , desperately clutching their hands in her cold , tremulous little paws . Mr. Allan opened his blue book and the ceremony proceeded . Just as Miss Lavendar and Stephen Irving were pronounced man and wife a very beautiful and symbolic thing happened . The sun suddenly burst through the gray and poured a flood of radiance on the happy bride . Instantly the garden was alive with dancing shadows and flickering lights . `` What a lovely omen , '' thought Anne , as she ran to kiss the bride . Then the three girls left the rest of the guests laughing around the bridal pair while they flew into the house to see that all was in readiness for the feast . `` Thanks be to goodness , it 's over , Miss Shirley , ma'am , '' breathed Charlotta the Fourth , `` and they 're married safe and sound , no matter what happens now . The bags of rice are in the pantry , ma'am , and the old shoes are behind the door , and the cream for whipping is on the sullar steps . '' At half past two Mr. and Mrs. Irving left , and everybody went to Bright River to see them off on the afternoon train .
As Miss Lavendar ... I beg her pardon , Mrs. Irving ... stepped from the door XXXXX her old home Gilbert and the girls threw the rice and Charlotta the Fourth hurled an old shoe with such excellent aim that she struck Mr. Allan squarely on the head .
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