"
"Troubled?"
"As if you--hadn't--tried out the Good Will doctrine. I mean--yes, I do!
that I shouldn't suppose you believed in it," said Summerman, bravely.
Mr. Rush laughed bitterly. "I'll tell you a story," said he.
"No--no--I mean not yet--don't," exclaimed Summerman, quickly.
"Why, it's a short tale. I'm not going to trouble you much longer. A fine
holiday you're having! But you'll never have another like it, I believe.
I--I want your advice before I go. Besides, you have kept to your green,
sunny love so long, I would like to give you a notion of what's going on
the other side of the fence."
"Then we will walk," said Summerman, "if it's agreeable to you, sir, I
mean, of course. I always walk around the lake at this hour." The little
man had put on his overcoat while he spoke, and now stood waiting the
stranger's pleasure, cap in hand.
"Dare you leave that face of mine among the other faces?" asked Mr. Rush,
with all seriousness.
The organist looked nervously around as if he expected something to
justify the trouble this question occasioned him.
"Yes--yes--I'll take the risk," he answered, but he spoke without a smile.
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