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Chapter 25

           "Itisnonsense—forthemakersofthelegendforgotonething;"hecontinued,droppinghisvoicetoawhisperaswepassedunderthecarvedgothicportico—"Thecrossmaybepresent——but——soistheclergyman!Andwhereveraclergymanis,thedevilmaysurelyfollow!"

           Ialmostlaughedaloudathismannerofmakingthisirreverentobservation,andthelookwithwhichheaccompaniedit.Therichtonesoftheorgancreepingsoftlyontheflower-scentedsilencehowever,quicklysolemnizedmymood—andwhileIleanedagainstthealtar-railswaitingformybride,Icaughtmyselfwonderingforthehundredthtimeormore,atmycomrade’ssingularlyproudandkinglyaspect,aswithfoldedarmsandliftedhead,hecontemplatedthelily-deckedaltarandthegleamingcrucifixuponit,hismeditativeeyesbespeakingacuriousminglingofreverenceandcontempt.

           OneincidentIremember,asstandingoutparticularlyinalltheglareandglitterofthebrilliantscene,andthisoccurredatthesigningofournamesintheregister.WhenSibyl,avisionofangeliclovelinessinallherbridalwhite,affixedhersignaturetotheentry,Luciobenttowardsher—

           "As‘bestman’Iclaimanold-fashionedprivilege!"hesaid,andkissedherlightlyonthecheek.Sheblushedavividred—thensuddenlygrewghastlypale—andwithakindofchokingcry,reeledbackinadeadfaintinthearmsofoneofherbridesmaids.

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