CHAPTER XXXVII
The Early Bird
Next Sunday found Joses among the earliest and most attentive of the worshippers at church.
Boy Woodburn entered later, walked slowly up the aisle, and took her place in the front pew. As she bowed her head in her hands, the fat man, watching with all his eyes, learned what he had come to learn.
After service he waited outside.
As he stood among the tomb-stones, the girl passed, not seeing him.
"Good morning, Miss Woodburn," he said ironically.
She looked up suddenly, resentfully.
His presence there clearly surprised and even startled the girl.
She passed on without a word and with the faintest nod of acknowledgment.