The Mormon Prophet by Lily Dougall
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justice of the peace." She had never heard of a civil marriage; she did
not know in the least what he meant. "Or--or a minister?" She began to understand now. "I married you myself, sister, and it was sealed in heaven, but I haven't got a license to marry, so that the Gentiles would say--that the knot wasn't tied, ye know." The last words were a lapse into common parlance. She had grown accustomed to the hybrid nature of his mannerism. He had expected and feared to see her white face flame into excitement, but to Susannah it seemed a small thing now what the Gentiles might say. If the marriage was indeed sealed in heaven, then all was well. And if it was not, worse could not be. She was too weary now to respond to the prophet's worldly solicitude for her. Looking at the still unconscious Halsey, she felt that there was time enough for further action. Smith said, "Emma would have come, but the child has spasms." "We meant to go to you," said Susannah. "We lost our way. I only heard to-day where you were." After a while he said, "I might stop here with our sick brother and send you to Emma, but there is a congregation called for to-night. Mr. Cowdery would have come, but he was at the baptising." "Did you leave the baptising just to come and see us?" It occurred to |
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