It would be like Juno to magnify a delay into a rupture. Then I had a hilarious thought, which I instantly put to the ladies. “If the poor General were to die completely, would the wedding be postponed completely?” “There would not be the slightest chance of that,” Mrs. Gregory declared. And then she pronounced a sentence that was truly oracular: “She’s coming at once to see for herself.” To which Mrs. Weguelin added with deeper condemnation than she had so far employed at all: “There is a rumor that she is actually coming in an automobile.” My silence upon these two remarks was the silence of great and sudden interest; but it led Mrs. Weguelin St. Michael to do my perceptions a slight injustice, and she had no intention that I should miss the quality of her opinion regarding the vehicle in which Hortense was reported to be travelling. “Miss Rieppe has the extraordinary taste to come here in an automobile,” said Mrs. Weguelin St. Michael, with deepened severity. Though I understood quite well, without this emphasizing, that the little lady would, with her unbending traditions, probably think it more respectable to approach Kings Port in a wheelbarrow, I was absorbed by the vague but copious import of Mrs. Gregory’s announcement. The oracles, moreover, continued. “But she is undoubtedly very clever to come and see for herself,” was Mrs. Weguelin’s next comment. Mrs. Gregory’s face, as she replied to her companion, took on a censorious and superior expression. “You’ll remember, Julia, that I told Josephine St. Michael it was what they had to expect.” “But it was not Josephine, my dear, who at any time approved of taking such a course. It was Eliza’s whole doing.” It was fairly raining oracles round me, and they quite resembled, for all the help and light they contained, their Delphic predecessors. “And yet Eliza,” said Mrs. Gregory, “in the face of it, this very morning, repeated her eternal assertion that we shall all see the marriage will not take place.” “Eliza,” murmured Mrs. Weguelin, “rates few things more highly than her own judgment.” Mrs. Gregory mused. “Yet she is often right when she has no right to be right.” I could not bear it any longer, and I said, “I heard to-day that Miss Rieppe had broken her engagement.” “And where did you hear that nonsense?” asked Mrs. Gregory. My heart leaped, and I told her where. “Oh, well! you will hear anything in a boarding-house. Indeed, that would be a great deal too good to be true.” “May I ask where Miss Rieppe is all this while?” “The last news was from Palm Beach, where the air was said to be necessary for the General.” “But,” Mrs. Weguelin repeated, “we have every reason to believe that she is coming here in an automobile.”