For a few moments Bill stood up, looking at them silently.

Then, as if remembering his duty, he said: "This here church is open.

Excuse me." He stood at the door, gave a word of direction to Hi, who had followed him out, and leaping on his bronco shook him out into a hard gallop.
The Swan Creek Church was opened.

The form of service may not have been correct, but, if great love counts for anything and appealing faith, then all that was necessary was done..