The store owner had long since re-entered the room to see what the commotion was about. "Heavenly days " he gasped at seeing the mess. Then his eyes fell upon Molly still on the floor and he hastened to help her up. "Miss O'Brian Are you hurt badly? Here Let me help you " His eyes once again swept the room that only minutes before had been a showcase of his pride as a storekeeper. He shook his head in despair. It now looked like the battle of Gettysburg...