"Is this seat occupied?" he asked softly.
"Then I will presume to occupy it."
"He must be a minister," thought Mark.
His clothes were of clerical cut, he wore a white necktie, and on his head was a brown straw hat with wide brim. He folded his hands meekly on his knees, and turned towards his young companion.
"I am sorry to intrude upon you, young lady," Mark heard him say.
"It is no intrusion, sir," answered the girl pleasantly. "I have only paid for one seat, and cannot expect to monopolize two."
"Nevertheless I am sorry if in any way I have intruded upon you. I am, as you may perhaps have inferred from my appearance, a minister."
"I thought you looked like one, sir."
"I am going to make an exchange with a clerical brother."