Grandma watched her town folk a little mistily that night and expressed
her opinion a little tremulously to Roger Allan.
"Roger, did you ever see a town so chockful of people that you have to
laugh over one minute and cry over the next?"
Nan's father, walking home with her through the quiet streets, stopped
to light a cigar. When it was burning properly he remarked innocently
to his daughter:
"I don't know when I've met so unusually good-looking and likeable a
fellow as this minister chap, Knight."
Nan looked at her father with cold and suspicious eyes and her voice
when she answered was scornful.
"You thought, Mr. Ainslee, that you met the handsomest and most
likeable chap on earth in Yokohama--if you remember," she reminded him
icily.
"Yes, of course--I remember. But I have come to believe that I was
somewhat mistaken in that boy in Yokohama. He lacked something that
this chap has--an elusive quality that is hard to put a name to but
which is one of the big essentials that makes for success."
"Ministers," drawled Nanny wickedly, "have never been noticeably
successful in Green Valley."
"No," admitted her father, "they haven't. And of course it's too bad
the boy's a minister. He's badly handicapped, naturally.
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