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"What a beautiful idea! I'll see what I can do."
They postponed the wedding until Howard had the "art-department" of the
_News-Record_ well established. It was on a bright winter day in the
second week of January that they stood up together and were married by the
Mayor whom Howard had helped to elect. Only Mr. and Mrs. Carnarvon and
Marian's brother were there. Then the six sat down to luncheon, and at
three o'clock Howard and his wife started for Lakewood.
When they arrived a victoria was waiting. As soon as they were seated,
Howard said "Home." The coachman touched his hat and the horses set out at
a swift trot. The sun was setting and the dry, still air was saturated with
the perfume of the snow-draped pines. Within five minutes the carriage was
at a pretty little cottage with wide, glass-enclosed porches. They entered
the hall. In the rooms on either side open fires were blazing an ecstatic
welcome.
"How do you like 'home'?" asked Howard.
"I don't quite understand."
"You remember your plan of beginning at once. Well--this is the compromise.
Stokely has let me have his house here for a month--we may keep it two if
we like it. There is a telephone. The office isn't two hours away by rail.
The newspapers are here early.
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