"Miss Stratton's evening paper fell on her roof.

My wife and I were taking supper there, so I climbed the roof for the paper." Harry turned very red.

Was ever a paper boy so unfortunate?
He knew the paper fell on the roof, but who would have supposed Mr.Landler was at the Strattons'?
Harry wanted very much to be thought well of by the minister and his wife.

Everybody liked them.
"I didn't know you were there," apologized Harry, hardly knowing what to say.
"No," said the minister, gently, "we never know who may be in any home.

You didn't know you were delivering the paper to me.