Shewonderedidlywhosecoatitmightbeandwhoitsfuturewearerwastomarry。ThisremindedheroftheministerandGrace。Theywouldbehappynow，hertalkwithNathadassuredherofthat，andthey，too，wouldbemarriedoneofthesedays。Butshewouldnotattendthewedding。ShewonderedwhatJohnhadsaidwhenhereadhernote。HeandGracewouldbesorryforher，ofcourse；buttherewasnothingtheycoulddotohelp。Noonecouldhelpher，noone。PerhapsbythistimethemanshehadrunawayfromhadreachedTrumetandhersecretwasknown。HowDidamaandtherestwouldspreadthetale！HowCaptainElkanahandAnnabelwouldsneerandexult！Theyhatedherbecauseshewastheminister’sfriend。
AndNat，poorfellow，whatwouldhedo？Well，atleasthewouldunderstandnow。
Thenarrowstairwayleadinguptotheworkshopendedinalittleboxed-inroomwherethefinishedgarmentswerehungtoawaitthefinalpressing。Frombehindthecloseddoorofthisroomcamethesoundofvoices，apparentlyinheatedargument。OneofthesevoiceswasthatofLarry，theerrandboy。Larrywasspeakingshrillyandwithemphasis。Theothervoicewaslowerinkeyandthewordswereinaudible。
“No，sir，youcan’t，“declaredLarry。“Youcan’t，Itellyou。Thebossdon’tletnobodyinthereand——Holdon！Holdon！“
Theothervoicemadeashortbutevidentlyearnestanswer。Larryagainexpostulated。Theworkerslookedupfromtheirsewing。ThedooropenedandLarryappeared，flushedandexcited。