"I well, how you?" came many answers.
The Bury-league marchers were moving to ward the church door.
"Dey better hurry," Mary whispered as she watched the black, swift-moving cloud. As she spoke a blinding flash of lightning was followed by a deafening crash of thunder. The singing marchers moved faster. Reverend Duncan walked bareheaded at the head of them, and his hymn book was open, ready to begin the service.
Mary was glad to see Andrew coming toward them with his hand reaching out to shake theirs and a pleasant smile on his face.
"I'm glad to see yunnuh is come out to-night. Mighty glad. I saved two good places for you to sit. Come right on inside de church. Big Boy is a-sittin on all two until you get dere."
Andrew went in first, Mary next, and Budda followed them down the aisle right to the Amen corner where their seats were.
Mary could see that the whole congregation was amazed. The Bury-league people who were marching in stared so hard at her that they almost forgot to sing. Some of them tripped and stumbled, so surprised were they to see Budda Ben and herself, the two toughest sinners in the whole country, escorted in by Andrew.
A great white cloth was stretched in front of
