Murray hurried on with his story.
“There was nothing for it but to get into some clothes and pretend to please the lady, for she was so insistent. You better believe I was glad of that hot bath too, and I was still hungry as a bear. I hadn’t eaten much for two days, and there didn’t seem any way to get rid of her, so I helped her carry the scalloped oysters to the church, thinking I could slide out easily there. Boy! Those oysters had some delicious odor! I couldn’t resist them. I almost took the pan and bolted before I got in, only there were too many people around watching.”
The minister was smiling broadly now in the background, and Allan Murray was all attention. He had lost his sinister glare.
“Well, I got in there and I couldn’t get out. They introduced me right and left as Allan
