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honeymoon trip of two days to Toronto, where, in their new clothes and
white cotton gloves, they were the admired of all beholders, rounded off
the affair, and delivered Ben from all fear of the redoubtable Serlizer.
Next Sunday morning there was a great commotion in the Church of St.
Cuthbert's in the Fields. Miss Newcome, gorgeous of attire, supported by
Tryphena in her very best, first marched proudly up the aisle, and then
came the corporal, in full uniform, even to his stock, and adorned with
medals and clasps which told of his warlike achievements, backed by Mr.
Terry in an unostentatious suit of black broadcloth. Shortly before the
close of the service, Mr. Perrowne, in his most ecclesiastical manner,
called the parties up, and put them through their catechism. The
corporal answered with military precision and dignity, and Serlizer,
glancing at his martial magnificence, was so proud of the bridegroom
that she felt equal to answering a bench of bishops. Mrs. Newcome, who
had given her daughter away, remarked, as all the bridal party retired
from the vestry to receive their friends' congratulations, that the
constable, for a widower, was a very proper man, and Serlizer might have
done much worse.
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