Undoubtedly, the old man with the limp was her guardian, Captain Eben Hammond, who, by common report, had spoken of him, Ellery, as a "hired priest." The door closed.

A few moments thereafter the sound of a squeaky melodeon came from within the building.

It wailed and quavered and groaned.

Then, with a suddenness that was startling, came the first verse of a hymn, sung with tremendous enthusiasm: "Oh, who shall answer when the Lord shall call His ransomed sinners home ?" The hallelujah chorus was still ringing when the watcher across the street stepped out from the shadow of the hornbeam.

Without a pause he strode over to the platform.