Her love for Trooper Tom, who was but a wayward cavalier, was the cause of much bitterness and heart-burning. They were turning in at the church gate, when an old-fashioned double-buggy rattled past, drawn by a heavy shining team. A young man was driving and there were three very gaily-dressed ladies with him. Gavin Grant's three Aunts were always a sight worth seeing on a Sunday.
Now and then a clerk ran across to a rival firm to get change for a customer. A few belated shoppers hurried homeward. A farmer's double-buggy backed out of the hotel yard with a scraping sound, and went rattling up the street towards the country.
Still sneezing, Chuck trotted off with Coonie across the fields. When they reached Farmer Jones' barnyard everything seemed very quiet and sleepy around there. "Is that where the honey is kept?" whispered Chuck, as Coonie took a peep in at the barn-door. "No," answered Coonie, "I just wanted to see if the double-buggy was there.