You have done us a great service to-day, sir," said the minister in
bidding Barry good-bye.

"It was a privilege to do it," said Barry as he shook hands with the
minister and his wife. "I shall tell the men about you and your people."

"My dear, my dear, is he your man?" asked the minister's wife as she
held Phyllis' hand.

"He is," said Phyllis, glancing at Barry with shy pride.

"And he leaves you soon?"

"In two days," replied the girl, with a quick breath.

"Don't let him away till you give yourself wholly to him. Why not
to-morrow? It's a mother's word."

"That's what I say," cried Paula impulsively, seeking to cover the
girl's blushing confusion. "Neil," she added, turning to him, "I should
love to be married in just such a dear little church as this."

"All right," said Neil. "I know another just like it, and I shall show
it to you next week."

They wandered down by the loch's side. Passing a boat-renting
establishment, Paula suddenly exclaimed,

"My Land of Liberty, look there, Barry!"

"What?"

"A canoe," she cried, running toward it. "A Canadian canoe!"

"A genuine Peterboro," he cried, following her. "Where did you get
this?" he inquired, turning to the boatman.

"My boy brought it with him from Canada, sir. He is an engineer. I have
his whole outfit in the house--tent, camp things and all. He is at the
war himself."

"Oh, Barry, look at the dear thing. What does it make you think of?" She
glanced at Barry's face and added quickly, "Oh, I know. Forgive me. I'm
a fool!"

"Come along, Phyllis," said Barry, drawing her away with him. "I want to
talk to you."

"We shall take lunch in half an hour, Barry," called Mr. Howland after
him. "We're due at Pitlochry, you know, for dinner."

"All right, sir," said Barry. "We'll be on hand."

"I wonder if she's got the nerve," said Paula to Captain Neil as they
stood looking after them.

"I wonder," said Captain Neil, looking at her. "Would you?"

"Would I," said Paula, with sudden shyness. "I--but you are not going
away in two days."

"No, thank the good Lord," said Captain Neil, fervently, "but, Paula,
I'll not forget."

At Pitlochry they found their mail awaiting them.

"A telegram for you, Barry," said Paula, who had assumed the duty of
postman.

They all paused in examining their mail to watch Barry open his wire.

"Guess," he shouted, holding his telegram high.

"Oh, glory, I know!" exclaimed Paula. "Extended leave. How much?"

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