That night as they sat together Maggie's and Allan's marriage was
discussed. "They want to be married very quietly," said Mary laughing.
"Did you ever hear such nonsense, Uncle John? There has not been a
wedding feast in Drumloch for seventy years. We will grace the old rooms,
and handsel all the new ones with the blythest bridal Ayrshire has seen in
a century. Don't you agree with me, Mr. Promoter?"
Certainly Mr. Promoter did; and the kirk also, he said, had aye favored a
public binding of the sacred tie, not to go further back to the wedding
feast at Cana, honored by His presence and provided for by His hand.
"And Maggie shall walk in silk attire; and we will dress the rooms in
flags and flowers, and lay a great feast, and call friends and neighbors
from afar. For we have the bonniest bride to show them that ever 'stepped
stately east or west from Drumloch's bonnie braes'."