Teenie with a knowing shake of her ruddy curls. "And she'll have a
string of hearts dangling to her apron, if she wears one, before the
month is out, so you'd better mind out, Barney."

But Barney was not heeding her. "Hush!" he said, holding up his hand,
for again the voice was rising up clear and full into the night silence.
Even Teenie's chatter was subdued and no one moved till the verse was
finished.

"She'll be needing a boarding house, Barney," continued Teenie wickedly.
"You'll just need to take her with you to the Mill."

"Indeed, and there will be no such lassie as yon in my house," said the
mother, speaking sharply.

"She has no mother," said Margaret softly, "and she will need a place."

"Yes, that she will," replied Mrs. Boyle, "and I know very well where
she will be going, too, and you with four little ones to do for, not to
speak of the minister, the hardest of the lot." Mrs. Boyle was evidently
seriously angered.

"Man! What a voice!" breathed Barney, and, making fast the horse to the
waggon, he set off for the barn apparently oblivious of all about him.

"Begorra, ma'am, an' savin' yer prisince, there's nobody knows what's in
that lad. But he'll stir the world yit, an' so he will. An' that's what
the ould Doctor said, so it was."

When Barney reached the barn floor the Southern girl had just finished