'There's going to be a wedding next month'-- 'Tck-tck-tck' it's saying.

'Lieutenant Cabot is now about to kiss his future bride--" Mary's head bent low and just as Wally was lifting it, his hand gently cupped beneath her chin, he caught sight of Helen running toward them.
"Oh, Mary!" she called.
With an involuntary movement, Mary freed herself from Wally's hand.
"Four women to see you--from the factory, I think," Helen breathlessly announced, and pretending not to notice Wally's scowl she added, "I wouldn't have bothered you ...

only one of them's crying....".