"Do you know what you two have done, with your pianner-playin'?" asked Caleb, when the revival concluded. "You've not only snatched a lot of sinners that have been dodgin' ev'rybody else for years, but folks is so grateful to you that four or five customers of other stores are goin' to give you their trade the comin' year. I was sure 'twould work that way, but I didn't like to tell you." "I'm glad you didn't; for if you had, the music would have stopped abruptly. There are places to draw the line in advertising one's business,--my business,--and the church is one of them." "Good! That's just the way I thought you'd feel, but I'm mighty glad to know it for sure. Church singin' 'll be mighty dismal, though, when you take that pianner back home." As Caleb spoke, he looked beseechingly at Philip, who utterly ignored the look and maintained an impassive face. Then Caleb transferred his mute appeal to Grace, who looked troubled and said:-- "There ought to be some way out of it." "Where there's a will, there's a way," Caleb suggested. Philip frowned, then laughed, and said:-- "Suppose you think up a way--but don't let there be any delay about getting the piano back to the house." "Well, it's a means of grace at the church." "So it is at home, and I need all the means of grace I can get, particularly those that are nearest home, while I am breaking myself in to a new business." Caleb had the piano brought back to the parlor, but he reverted to it again and again, in season and out of season, until Philip told Grace that there was no doubt that his uncle was right when he wrote that Caleb would sometimes insist on being helped with projects of his own. "That wasn't all," Grace replied. "He wrote also that he advised you to give Caleb his way at such times, or your life would be made miserable until you did, and that the cost of Caleb's projects would not be great." "H'm! I wonder if uncle knew the cost of a high-grade upright piano? Besides, I need all my time and wits for the business, and Caleb's interruptions about that piano are worrying the life out of me. To make matters worse, there's a new set of commercial travellers coming in almost every day--this is the season, while country merchants are beginning to get money, in which they hope to make small sales for quick pay, and they take a lot of my time." "You ought to have a partner--and you have one, you know--to see those people for you; and she will do it, if you'll let her." "My partner knows that she may and shall do whatever she likes," said Philip, "but, dear girl, 'twould be like sending a sheep among wolves to unloose that horde of drummers upon you."