Gregory went to look for Em, whom he found pouring out coffee in the back
room. He put his hand quickly on her shoulder.

"You must ride with Waldo; I am going to drive your cousin home."

"But I can't come just now, Greg; I promised Tant Annie Muller to look
after the things while she went to rest a little."

"Well, you can come presently, can't you? I didn't say you were to come
now. I'm sick of this thing," said Gregory, turning sharply on his heel.
"Why must I sit up the whole night because your stepmother chooses to get
married?"

"Oh, it's all right, Greg, I only meant--"

But he did not hear her, and a man had come up to have his cup filled.

An hour after Waldo came in to look for her, and found her still busy at
the table.

"The horses are ready," he said; "but if you would like to have one dance
more I will wait."

She shook her head wearily.

"No; I am quite ready. I want to go."

And soon they were on the sandy road the buggy had travelled an hour
before. Their horses, with heads close together, nodding sleepily as they