The whole affair was over in no time.

The bride and the groom came rushing downstairs; and as they escaped from the shower of rice, Roger ran after them down the steps.

He gripped Sloane's hand.
"Remember, boy, it's her whole life!" entreated Roger hoarsely.
"Yes, sir! I'll look out! No fear!" "Good-bye, daddy!" "God bless you, dear!" They were speeding away.

And with the best man, who looked weary and spent, Roger went slowly back up the steps.

It was an effort now to talk.