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I shall just _ pine _ away the rest of my sad life because I ca n't have him ! But you wrested him from me , and I give him to you with my blessing ! '' And then Patty went away , and Christine smiled , knowing that Patty 's words were merely jesting , and knowing too , with a heart full of content , that Gilbert Hepworth really wanted _ her _ , and not the radiant , mischievous Patty . * * * * * Promptly at four o'clock , the old , well-known music sounded forth , and Patty came slowly downstairs . Her gown was of white chiffon , over pink chiffon , and fell in soft , shimmering draperies , that looked like classic simplicity , but were in reality rather complicated . Christine had designed both their gowns , and they were marvels of beauty . On Patty 's head was perched a coquettish little cap of the style most approved for bridesmaids , and she carried a clustered spray of pink roses .