"My name is Hallock. My companion is Brother Johnson," returned the older one.
Venna led them to the open door of a large airy room, the guest room, furnished daintily in blue and white.
The young men peered in. "Surely not for us?" said the younger. "We wouldn't like to disturb such daintiness."
"Go right in and make yourself at home. Daintiness is always refreshing when one is tired. I will give you just ten minutes to reappear!" and with her most winning smile, she left them.
The two young men stood for a moment looking at one another.
"Some one always materializes to save us on the last stretch," remarked the younger in a tired voice.
"Come brace up, old boy. You'll feel better when you have a rest. She's wonderful, isn't she?"
"Yes, God is good to send us here. I certainly wouldn't have lasted another day."
Meantime Venna surprised Stella into consternation.
"Quick, Stella! Something—anything to eat. Just set the table with anything. Put baby in the chair. They're just about starved. My heart just aches for them."