Dora and Harold, accompanied by Mr. Kirkwood, entered the adjoining Sunday-school room from the street with the playful intent to deceive the audience, who were watching the front, and the McGwires all hastened through a doorway near the pulpit to greet them. Betty, a tall, dignified young lady in a becoming street dress, ran across to John. "Will you come speak to them now, or afterward?" she asked, smiling. "Afterward," he answered, flushing under the composite stare of the whole room and irritated by being made so conspicuous. "But you won't have a very good chance then," she advanced. "You know there will be an awful rush at the carriage. You'd better come now." He complied. He found Dora and Harold in the arms of Minnie and her mother. Both of the latter were weeping. "I'd cry, too," Dora said, smiling sadly up at John, "but it would leave streaks of wet powder on my face. I am to be a pale and interesting bride. I'm sorry to leave you, brother John." "Never mind, Sis," he said, bravely. "Everything goes in this life." She leaned toward him, and he kissed her. He was still a crude man and shrank from caressing even Dora in the presence of others. "We'll meet again," she said, confidently; "don't let yourself believe otherwise." "All right, I won't." He forced himself to smile. "Ten o'clock!" cried out Mr. Kirkwood, who was ready at the door. "You mustn't miss that train. I'm going in to take my place. Come right in, Brother McGwire." "Then this must be good-by, darling John," Dora whispered. "I know you won't want to push through the crowd to us afterward." "Good-by--good-by," he said, and then he shook hands with Harold. "Good-by, Harold," he said. "I'm leaving her with you." "I'll do my best, Mr. Trott," Harold said, feelingly. "She is a treasure and I am robbing you. God knows I wish it could be without pain to you." "Nevermind; that is all right," John answered. Mrs. McGwire and Minnie, a plain, rather gawky girl, went to the first row of seats in the church, sat down, smiled knowingly at some friends in the rear, and John and Betty followed. Some one at the organ played a wedding march, and Harold and Dora came in and stood before the waiting preacher. It was soon over. The organ groaned mellowly, and Harold led Dora down the aisle to the vestibule. The congregation followed like stampeding cattle. John was left alone, the McGwires having hurried out through the Sunday-school room to get a last sight of the pair as they entered the carriage. John met Mrs. McGwire outside as the carriage was disappearing down the street. She said she and her daughters were going to stay awhile to attend to the flowers and some other gifts, and he went home alone. The massive door was locked, and, opening it with a pass-key, he entered the hall. He heard Binks barking in the back yard and he went down to him.