"Pastoral calls," Mackay said to Mrs. Chase, standing in the wide lower hall of Cherry House, hat in hand, "aren't always the comfort to the one called on that they're supposed to be. I don't imagine your husband will be eager to make acquaintances just now. But I do want to be of sairvice to him in any way I can. Perhaps I might read aloud to him when he's in the mood. I promise I won't do it in a preacher's voice." "I'm sure you won't," Sally assured him. She liked this man better each time she saw him, he seemed…
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