Barney went to see Rebecca the next day, but the minister's wife came to the door and would not admit him.

She puckered her lips painfully, and a blush shot over her face and little thin throat as she stood there before him.

"I guess you had better not come in," said she, nervously.

"I guess you had better wait until Mrs.Berry gets settled in her house.

Mr.Berry is going to hire the old Bennett place.