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Dorothy Dale in the City

Chapter 7 REAL GHOSTS

Word Count: 1340    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

basket!" exclaime

o it!" Mabel gi

almly, "they'll simply get in a

I know something dreadful is bound to ha

ed, we'll see the prank through, since we w

hy in puzzled impatience. "I always believe

nd the wedding guests, in trailing gowns of silver and lace and soft sat

one has stopped talking," whi

course it must be exciting just before the

bride!" cried Mabel

way-like a summer breeze. How beautif

. On came the bride, tall and slender and leaning gracefully on her father's arm, straight toward the tall mantel i

voice floated above the heads of th

chap," came the consoling voi

ests-filled the air. The bridegroom flushed and looked quickly at his bride,

and Mabel out on the porch, a creepy sound issued from the great firepl

then a tall palm wavered, fell to the floor with a crash, and in falling, carried vas

e feminine screams, a confused rush for the hallway, and in two seconds the wedding festivities

ompletely dazed, utterly chagrined, and looking altogether foolish, he sat in a round, high basket, his knees crushed under

g voice broke upon the hushed crowd, as sh

It had happened so suddenly, and was so far from what

s father, pacing up and down, "can't

led. Dorothy stifled a moan as she looked. Quickly jumping out of the crowd she left the room. Mabel stood still, uncertain as to what to do. At

ly stepped in. A brother of the bride held Ned firmly b

r to demand, but it completely upset the

explanation: "We only wanted to ke

ought we would whisper mysteriously and-and cough-or someth

sket kept going down--" Nat's voice was

basket stuck--" Ted's voice w

by the front door," politely exp

ed, apparently unable to rememb

," asked a tall, dark-haired

stares of the ladies were harder to bear than any rough treatment that might be accorded them by the men. Against the latter th

ing'," calmly said a stout man, taking in every detail of the

an who spoke balanced himself on his heels an

t. The bride was on a sofa where she h

l, whom, for some reason, he did not appear at

answer to the question, Dorothy rushed into the room, her cheeks a

bride, and he soon brought her around. Sittin

g at the boys. She was still white, but her eyes danc

rothy. Everyone laughed, and the

my wedding!" exc

t it?" said the bri

quickly replied Dorot

n eyes. "Since you are not really sp

you are not ghosts," ch

d have shrieked at me that horrible phrase, 'I told you so,' because you k

e saved us!" said the

awkwardly put in Ned, "we'll dance." He tho

d the tall girl, to the others in

the bright moonlight, Dorothy

o let us stay and have s

t and Ned, with a strangle hold on

the boys and girls plowed thr

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