`` Why in the world do n't you and Joe get married tomorrow afternoon at home ? '' demanded Rilla . Miranda swallowed a sob in such amazement that she almost choked . `` Why -- why -- that is impossible , Rilla . '' `` Why ? '' briefly demanded the organizer of the Junior Red Cross and the transporter of babies in soup tureens . `` Why -- why -- we never thought of such a thing -- Joe has n't a license -- I have no dress -- I could n't be married in black -- I -- I -- we -- you -- you -- '' Miranda lost herself altogether and Sir Wilfrid , seeing that she was in dire distress threw back his head and emitted a melancholy yelp . Rilla Blythe thought hard and rapidly for a few minutes . Then she said , `` Miranda , if you will put yourself into my hands I 'll have you married to Joe before four o'clock tomorrow afternoon . '' `` Oh , you could n't . '' `` I can and I will . But you 'll have to do exactly as I tell you . '' `` Oh -- I -- do n't think -- oh , father will kill me -- '' `` Nonsense . He 'll be very angry I suppose . But are you more afraid of your father 's anger than you are of Joe 's never coming back to you ? '' `` No , '' said Miranda , with sudden firmness , `` I 'm not . '' `` Will you do as I tell you then ? '' `` Yes , I will . '' `` Then get Joe on the long-distance at once and tell him to bring out a license and ring tonight . '' `` Oh , I could n't , '' wailed the aghast Miranda , `` it -- it would be so -- so indelicate . ''
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