I must go wash before I come close to you." The next day he had business in the city, and again she lay in the swing and talked to the dog while the Harvester was gone.

She was startled as Belshazzar arose with a gruff bark.

She looked down the driveway, but no one was coming.

Then she followed the dog's eyes and saw a queer, little old woman coming up the bank of Singing Water from the north.

She remembered what the Harvester had said, and rising she opened the screen and went down the path.