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 "Of course. The moon's full," he jeered. "It always works on your brain. We expect something queer."

"But you are practically engaged to Bob!" Nan's sister Elsie voiced the consternation of the family. "Every one is waiting for the announcement."

"Let 'em wait!" Nan tweaked at her veil and raised her chin aggressively. "I've told Bob."

"And what does he say?"

The question was a chorus.

Nan shrugged her shoulders.

"Well, naturally—"

"Let me tell you one thing, Nan Galbraith," broke in her brother hotly. "You'll never get another such chance and you'd better grab it. I don't want to hurt your feelings but you're no ten-thousand-dollar beauty, Nan. If I could cruise off Labrador in my own yacht, and shoot over my own ground in North Carolina and go to Florida in my own car, I'll bet I wouldn't ask any girl with a turned-up nose to marry me."

"He says he likes it," Nan replied complacently.