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"Get in," he then said gruffly, and that was his last word until they
drove into the village.
At the store he drew up.
"Thank you for the lift," said Barry. "I should have had a tough job to
get back in time."
Duff grunted at him, and passed on into the store.
"I am very glad to have met you," said Bayne, shaking hands warmly with
him. "You have done us both a great service. He is my friend, you know."
"I am afraid I have offended him, all the same. But you see I couldn't
help it, could I?"
Bayne looked at his young, earnest face for a moment or two as if
studying him, then said with a curious smile, "No, I don't believe you
could have helped it." And with that he passed into the store.
"What sort of a chap is that preacher of yours?" he asked of the
storekeeper.
"I don't know; he ain't my church. Ask Innes there. He's a pillar."
Bayne turned to a long, lean, hard-faced man leaning against the
counter.
"My name is Bayne, from Red Pine, Mr. Innes. I am interested in knowing
what sort of a chap your preacher is.


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