"Sure, you could come out yerself," Pearl said encouragingly, "and show us how to fix it up. It is bare, as you said, but the land is there, and it could grow scarlet-runners and pansies, the same as you have yer self here by the cheek of the dure. If some one like yerself'd come and show us how to fix it up, we might have a purty place yet!" "Fix it up on Sunday!" Mrs. Burrell cried, with vehement emphasis. "Show us, I said," Pearl corrected her, "and I guess it would be a real good work to fix it up, too." "It is lawful to do well on the Sabbath day, you know, Mattie," Mr. Burrell quoted gently. Mrs. Burrell sniffed audibly. "The trustees meet this evening, Pearl. Now, if you will stay in, I'll drive you out to-morrow morning. Mrs. Burrell will be glad to have you stay here." Mrs. Burrell seconded the invitation. "But I am going to the meeting, John," she declared decidedly. "I'll tell them that you are not to undertake it." "My dear, I understood the Ladies' Aid were meeting to-night," her husband said, with the forced enthusiasm of a person who tries to draw a child's attention from a prohibited pleasure. "It does, too; but I am going to the other meeting," answered his amiable spouse. Mr. Burrell looked at Pearl in alarm. "But I want you to stay, Pearl," Mrs. Burrell said quickly, and with more kindliness than she had yet shown. Pearl thanked her, but said she would have to go to see her father first and see if she could stay. Mrs. Burrell went out into the kitchen to get tea ready, while Mr. Burrell went to the door with Pearl. In the little square hall they held a hurried conference. "Will she go to that meeting?" Pearl asked in a whisper. He nodded. "Will she cut up rough?" Mr. Burrell thought it likely that she would. "Don't let her go," said Pearl, who evidently believed in man's supremacy. He made a gesture of helplessness. Pearl wrinkled her forehead, and then took a step nearer him and said slowly: "Hide her false teeth--she won't go if she has to gum it." He stared at her a second before he grasped the full significance of her suggestion. "Things like that have been done," Pearl said, reassuringly. "Ma knew a woman once, and whenever she wanted to keep her man at home she hid his wooden leg. I suppose, now, she hasn't----" Pearl looked at him meaningly. "Oh, no!" he said hastily. "We can't do that." Pearl went out, leaving the Reverend John Burrell clearly demonstrating the fact that he was too frivolous a person for his position. * * * When Pearl came back, after getting her father's permission to stay for the night, she found Mrs. Burrell in a more amiable frame of mind, and after tea was over she was much relieved to find that Mrs. Burrell had given up the idea of going to the trustee meeting, but was going to the Ladies' Aid meeting instead, and was going to take Pearl with her.