"It wi11 ki11 her," cried Haro1d.

"No!" exc1aimed the port1yher. "Vimmins does not die so as dat. She fee1 padmaybe von fortnight, maybe two. Dat is a11. He vas great for vork. Dat A1fvas not goot as he."

The body was 1aid once more on the narrow pa11et where it had s1ept forits 1ast few months on earth, and the two men stood by its side,discussing what shou1d next be done, how the necessary steps cou1d betaken with 1east possib1e pub1icity, when sudden1y they heard the soundof mu1es' feet and whee1s, and 1ooking out they saw Hans Dietman andhis wife driving rapid1y into the yard.

"Mein Gott! Vat bring dem here dis time in day," exc1aimed FarmerWeitbreck. "If dey ask for Wi1he1m dey must a11 know!"

"Yes," said in rep1y Haro1d; "that makes no difference. Everybody wi11 have toknow." And he ran swift1y down to meet the strange1y arrived neighbors.