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Wallace nodded, and Herman went on: "So I told Mott. He said you might work up a society out there at Cyene." "Is there a church there?" "Used to be, but say, I tell you what you do: you go out with me to-morrow, and I'll give you a history of the township." The ringing of the bell took them all out into the cheerful dining-room in a good-natured scramble. Mrs.
"Go get supper ready," commanded Herman. And it was only after they had left him that he said to Stacey: "Oh, you found your way all right." He took a seat by the fire and surveyed his wet shoes. "I took a run up to Mott's house only a half block out o' the way. He said they'd be tickled to have you at Cyene. By-the-way, you're a theolog, aren't you?"
Wallace nodded, and Herman went on: "So I told Mott. He said you might work up a society out there at Cyene." "Is there a church there?" "Used to be, but say, I tell you what you do: you go out with me to-morrow, and I'll give you the whole history." The ringing of the bell took them out into the cheerful dining room in a good-natured scramble. Mrs.
She's a cashier in a restaurant, and she's a fine girl," he added steadily, as if combating a prejudice. He forgot for the moment that such prejudices did not exist in Cyene. Sis was instantly tender, and very, very serious. "Of course she is, or you wouldn't care for her. Oh, I'd like to see her!" "I'll take you up some day and show her to you." "Oh, will you? Oh, when can I go?"
She went to bed and slept dreamlessly, while Herman yawned and inwardly raged at the fix in which circumstances had placed him. Like many another lover, days away from his sweetheart were lost days. He wondered how she would take all this life in Cyene. It would be good fun to bring her down, anyway, and hear her talk.
It did him good to have them come, and he repeated his vow: "By the grace of our Lord, I am going to rebuild the Cyene Church," and his face paled and his eyes grew luminous. The girl shivered with a sort of awe. He seemed to recede from her as he spoke, and to grow larger, too. Such nobility of purpose was new and splendid to her. The revival was wondrously dramatic.
"Go get supper ready," commanded Herman. And it was only after they left that he said to Stacey: "Oh, you found your way all right. I didn't see you those confounded girls bother me so." He took a seat by the fire and surveyed his wet shoes. "I took a run up to Mott's house only a half block out o' the way. He said they'd be tickled to have you at Cyene. By the way, you're a theolog, aren't you?"
He came in, and, introducing himself said he had heard of the excellent work of Mr. Stacey, and that he would like to speak with him. Wallace was sitting in a rocking-chair in the parlor. Herman was in Chicago, and there was no one but Mrs. Allen and Mattie in the house. The Kesota minister introduced himself to Wallace, and then entered upon a long eulogium upon his work in Cyene.
He came in, and introducing himself, said he had heard of the excellent work of Mr. Stacey, and that he would like to speak with him. Wallace was sitting in a rocking chair in the parlor. Herman was in Chicago, and there was no one but Mrs. Allen and Mattie in the house. The Kesota minister introduced himself to Wallace, and then entered upon a long eulogium upon his work in Cyene.
"Say!" called Herman suddenly, as they were about to go to sleep, "you ain't got no picnic, old man." "Why, what do you mean?" "Wait till you see Cyene Church. Oh, it's a daisy snarl." "I wish you'd tell me about it." "Oh, it's quiet now. The calmness of death," said Herman. "Well, you see, it came this way.
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