"Put the prettiest things on her you have in the right sizes, and if you are a woman with a heart, be gentle!" "Is she ready ?" inquired the manager at the door an hour later.
"I am," said the Girl stepping through.
The astounded Harvester stood and stared, utterly oblivious of the curious people.
"Here, here, here!" suddenly he whistled it, in the red bird's most entreating tones.
The Girl laughed and the colour in her face deepened.
"Let us go," she said.
"But what about you ?" asked the manager of the Harvester.
"Thunder!" cried the man aghast.

"I was so busy getting everything else ready, I forgot all about myself.

I can't stand before a minister beside her, can I ?" "Well I should say not," said the manager.
"Indeed yes," said the Girl.

"I never saw you in any other clothing.

You would be a stranger of whom I'd be afraid." "That settles it!" said the Harvester calmly.