As I looked on, I say,
noting all these and a dozen other things, it was good to feel
that there was yet another spot in this world of care where
unbridled happiness held full sway and joy and gladness were
contagious.
But it was in the tropical garden, with its frog pond, climbing
roses in full bloom, water-lilies, honeysuckle, and other warm-
weather shrubs and plants (not a single thing was a-bloom outside,
even the chrysanthemums had been frost-bitten), that the greatest
fun took place. That was a sight worth ten nights on the train to
see.
Here the wedding breakfast was spread, the bride's table being
placed outside that same arbor where Jack once tried so hard to
tell Ruth he loved her (how often have they laughed over it
since); a table with covers for seven, counting the two
bridesmaids and the two gallants in puffy steel-gray scarfs and
smooth steel-gray gloves. The other guests--the relations and
intimate friends who had been invited to remain after the
ceremony--were to find seats either at the big or little tables
placed under the palms or beneath the trellises of jasmine, or
upon the old porch overlooking the tropical garden.
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