"He's not happy!"
"No." Wallace glanced away. "But it's—it's an old story."
"Can I help him?"
He shook his head. "Nobody can do anything. We'll just change ministers."
She struggled against the next question. "It's about a—a girl?"
As if startled, he stared at her. "What makes you say that?"
"Well, I—I don't know." She laughed a little, embarrassed. "But most men at his age——"
"Well, it is about a girl," he admitted. "She disappeared—oh, nine or ten years ago."
"I—see."
"But don't say anything to Hattie about it. She likes Farvel.
And—and she isn't any too enthusiastic about marrying me."