But I can tell you you've kicked up a h-ll of a row over there." He stopped, evidently at some sign from her guest.

The rest of the man's speech followed in a hurried whisper, which was stopped again by the voice she knew.

"No.

Certainly not." The next moment his tall figure was darkening the door of the kitchen; his hand was outstretched.

"Good-by, Mrs.Bunker, and many thanks for your hospitality.