"But you must arrange for me to see her right away, this afternoon or to-night." "I'll manage it.

They know me here and I can call on her and take a friend, an old classmate, you see, without attracting much attention--but it isn't safe for you to stay here long, somebody is dead-sure to identify you.

They've had two or three pictures of you going around that really looked like you, and then your father coming up may let the secret out.

We must be careful.

I'll call on Mary immediately after dinner and tell her you are here." "Is she married?
Some way she seemed like a married woman." "No, she's not married, but the young preacher you heard this morning is after her, they say, and he's a mighty nice chap." There was no more laughter on the gentle, red-bearded face of young Burns.