And the early
sunshine on the dew-drops was magnificent.
But a couple of hundred yards further on, at a bend of the road, they
saw a little girl shading her eyes with her hand and gazing towards the
sun. She wore a short blue serge frock, and she had long restless legs,
and the word _Formidable_ was on her forehead, and her eyes were all
screwed up in the strong sunshine. And in her hand were flowers.
"There she is, after all!" said Edward, quickly.
Olive Two nodded. Olive Two also blushed, for Mimi was the first person
acquainted with her to see her after her marriage. She blushed because
she was now a married woman.
Mimi, who with much prudence had managed so that the meeting should not
occur exactly in front of the house, came towards the carriage. The pony
was walking up a slope. She bounded forward with her childish grace and
with the awkwardness of her long legs, and her hair loose in the breeze,
and she laughed nervously.
"Good morning, good morning," she cried. "Shall I jump on the step? Then
the horse won't have to stop."
And she jumped lightly on to the step and giggled, still nervously,
looking first at the bridegroom and then at the bride.
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