One fine day, the loving pair went over to Paimpol, with Granny Moan,to buy the wedding-dress.
Gaud could very easily have done over one of her former town-lady'sdresses for the occasion. But Yann had wanted to make her thispresent, and she had not resisted too long the having a dress given byher betrothed, and paid for by the money he had earned at his fishing;it seemed as if she were already his wife by this act.
They chose black, for Gaud had not yet left off mourning for herfather; but Yann did not find any of the stuffs they placed beforethem good enough. He was not a little overbearing with the shopman;he, who formerly never would have set his foot inside a shop, wantedto manage everything himself, even to the very fashion of the dress.
He wished it adorned with broad beads of velvet, so that it would bevery fine, in his mind.
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