seven o'clock
Grace was again unconsciously voicing her views on the marriage question . The two little flower girls kept up a lively conversation during the ride . They were divided between the fear of facing a church full of people and the rapture of being really , truly flower girls at the wedding of such a wonderful person as their Miss Anne . It was precisely half-past seven o'clock when two tiny flower maidens , their childish faces grave with the importance of their office , walked sedately down the broad church aisle toward the flower-wreathed altar . Following them came a dazzling vision in gold tissue that caused at least one 's man 's heart to beat faster . To Everett Southard Miriam was indeed the fabled fairy-tale princess . Then came the bride , feeling strangely humble and diffident in this new part she had essayed to play , while behind her , single file , in faithful attendance , walked the three girls who had kept perfect step with her through the eventful years of her school life .