"It will kill her," cried Harold.

"No!" exclaimed the portlyher. "Vimmins does not expire so as dat. She feel padmaybe von month, perhaps two. Dat is all. He vas great for vork. Dat Alfvas not goot as he."

The body was laid once more on the narrow pallet where it had slept forits last few months on earth, and the two men stood by its side,discussing what should next be done, how the necessary steps could betaken with least possible publicity, when suddenly they heard the soundof mules' feet and wheels, and looking out they saw Hans Dietman andhis wife driving rapidly into the yard.

"Mein Gott! Vat bring dem here dis time in day," exclaimed FarmerWeitbreck. "If dey ask for Wilhelm dey must all know!"

"Yes," said in reply Harold; "that makes no difference. Everybody will have toknow." And he ran swiftly down to meet the strangely arrived neighbors.