“Indeed yes,” said the Girl. “I never saw you in any other clothing. You would be a stranger of whom I'd be afraid.” “That settles it!” said the Harvester calmly. “Thank all of you more than words can express. I will come in the first of the week and tell you how we get along.” Then they went to the carriage and started for the residence of a minister. “Ruth, you are my Dream Girl to the tips of your eyelashes,” said the Harvester. “I almost wish you were not. It wouldn't keep me thinking so much of the remainder of that dream. You are the loveliest sight I ever saw.” “Do I really appear well?” asked the Girl, hungry for appreciation. “Indeed you do!” said the Harvester. “I never could have guessed that such a miracle could be wrought. And you don't seem so tired. Were they good to you?” “Wonderfully! I did not know there was kindness like that in all the world for a stranger. I did not feel lost or embarrassed, except the first few seconds when I didn't know what to do. Oh I thank you for this! You were right. Whatever comes in life I always shall love to remember that I was daintily dressed and appeared as well as I could when I was married. But I must tell you I am not real. They did everything on earth to me, three of them working at a time. I feel an increase in self-respect in some way. David, I do appear better?” When she said “David,” the Harvester looked out of the window and gulped down his delight. He leaned toward her. “Shut your eyes and imagine you see the red bird,” he said. “In my soul, I am saying to you again and again just what he sang. You are wonderfully beautiful, Ruth, and more than wonderfully sweet. Will you answer me a question?” “If I can.” “I love you with all my heart. Will you marry me?” “I said I would.” “Then we are engaged, aren't we?” “Yes.” “Please remove the glove from your left hand. I want to put on your ring. This will have to be a very short engagement, but no one save ourselves need know.” “David, that isn't necessary.” “I have it here, and believe me, Ruth, it will help in a few minutes; and all your life you will be glad. It is a precious symbol that has a meaning. This wedding won't be hurt by putting all the sacredness into it we can. Please, Ruth!” “On one condition.” “What is it?” “That you will accept and wear my mother's wedding ring in exchange,” she said. “It is all I have.” “Ruth, do you really wish that?” “I do.” “I am more pleased than I can tell you. May I have it now?” She took off her glove and the Harvester held her hand closely a second, then lifted it to his lips, passionately kissed it and slipped on a ring, the setting a big, lustrous pearl.