An hour passed, then he tiptoed to the stair landing and listened... not a sound. He was very pleased, and he started calling down to his wife, "Well, Dear, did you get rid of that old bore at last?"

The next moment he heard the voice of Mrs. Jones, and she couldn't possibly have missed hearing him. Two steps down, he saw them both staring up at him. It seemed truly a crisis moment.

The minister's quick-thinking wife answered, "Yes, Dear, she went away over an hour ago. But Mrs. Jones has come to see us in the meantime, and I'm sure you'll be glad to greet her!"