The gray eyes never wavered as she answered, bravely: "I was afraid of that, too." And so Betty Jo confessed her love that answered so to his need; but, in her very confession, saved their love from themselves.

If she had lowered her eyes--Brian Kent, in reverent acknowledgment, bowed his head before her.

Then, rising, he walked to the window, where he stood for some time looking out, but seeing nothing.
"It was that horrid man coming yesterday that has so upset us," said Betty Jo, at last.

"We were getting on so beautifully, too.

I wish he had gone somewhere else for his vegetables and eggs and things!" Brian was able to smile at this as he turned to face her again, and they both knew that,--for that time, at least,--the danger-point was safely past.
"I wish so, too," he agreed; "but never mind; Auntie Sue will be home in a day or two, and then everything will be all right again." But when he had taken his hat and was starting out for the day's work, Betty Jo asked, "What are you doing to-day ?" "I was going to work on the fence around the clearing," he answered.
"Why ?" "I--I--wish you could find something to do nearer the house," came the slow answer.