"What d'ye think of that, now?" the good woman questioned.
"We have no business to be there," was the solemn reply. "That is too sacred a scene for inquisitive eyes. We must leave them alone."
"It was the music which done it, sir; I knew it would."
"Not altogether, Mrs. Dempster. Not altogether."
"Ye think the Good Lord had a hand in it, too?"
"Yes, I have no doubt about it."
CHAPTER XXIV
EMPTY HEARS SOMETHING
It was past mid-day, and Douglas was about to leave for home when Mrs.
Dempster detained him.
"Don't go yit, sir," she told him. "Stop an' have a bite with us. Empty'll feel mighty pleased if ye will. We haven't much for dinner, but ye'r welcome to what we have, an' we'll eat it right under the shade of that big apple tree. We ginerally do that on bright Sundays, fer dear knows we eat often enough in the house."