He wore white trousers and low white shoes, with a sack coat of blue--a cool-looking man even on this sultry day.

The cane, which he insisted upon at all times, he had planted between his knees to help in the process of lowering himself to the ground.

Now he hooked the head over his shoulder, pushed back his hat and smiled at the girl.
"Everything is finished," he said calmly.

"How well you look, Ruth--that hair of yours against the green grass.

Everything is finished; the license and the clergyman will arrive here within the hour." She shrugged her shoulders.