So it came about that everybody who could walk was at Tommy's and Alice's wedding. The bride wore a beautifully simple dress that came from Paris in Nan's trunk. And there were roses in her hair and Tommy hardly knew her, and her father and mother certainly did not, so dazed were they. The little doll house was already a home, with all of Green Valley trooping in to leave little gifts and stopping long enough to shake Tommy's hand and wish him luck and health and maybe twins. Indeed, Alice Sears' elopement and wedding became a part of Green Valley history, so great an event was it, what with the suddenness of it and the whole town being asked and Nan Ainslee coming home so providentially, and Cynthia's son making a speech. The crowd was so great and so merry that the little Brownlee girl, having tucked her fretful mother up in bed, stole out to the garden fence and watched the doings with all a child's wistful eyes. David Allan, who happened to drift out that way, found her there and they visited over the fence. It took David quite a while to tell her what it all meant, for she was of course a stranger to Green Valley and Green Valley ways. Grandma watched her town folk a little mistily that night and expressed her opinion a little tremulously to Roger Allan. "Roger, did you ever see a town so chockful of people that you have to laugh over one minute and cry over the next?" Nan's father, walking home with her through the quiet streets, stopped to light a cigar. When it was burning properly he remarked innocently to his daughter: "I don't know when I've met so unusually good-looking and likeable a fellow as this minister chap, Knight." Nan looked at her father with cold and suspicious eyes and her voice when she answered was scornful. "You thought, Mr. Ainslee, that you met the handsomest and most likeable chap on earth in Yokohama--if you remember," she reminded him icily. "Yes, of course--I remember. But I have come to believe that I was somewhat mistaken in that boy in Yokohama. He lacked something that this chap has--an elusive quality that is hard to put a name to but which is one of the big essentials that makes for success." "Ministers," drawled Nanny wickedly, "have never been noticeably successful in Green Valley." "No," admitted her father, "they haven't. And of course it's too bad the boy's a minister. He's badly handicapped, naturally. Still, I never remember when I'm with him that he is a parson. It may be that women feel the same way. And you noticed that he had the good sense not to wear a frock coat to this informal little wedding. I can't recall that he has ever worn a frock coat since he's been here. I think you'd like ministers, Nanny, if they weren't so given to wearing frock coats. In fact, I'm willing to bet that you are going to like this wonderful boy from India immensely." Nanny stood still and faced her father.