"Ah!" he said, climbing up to the seat beside her, "I was sure of a welcome, and so I came. You won't expect me to go out to tea-parties and picnics and the like, I know."
She glanced at him with twinkling eyes.
"I hope I shan't. This is a busy time with me; so if you can entertain yourself, and be content with our simple ménage, your visit will be a success. Aunt Dannie was horrified when I told her you were coming. 'My dear, I do hope he will not be disgusted by our very poor quarters. Randolph is accustomed to the best. These London men must be humoured. I hope you will dine at the usual hour, not put him down to a square meal at half-past twelve or one o'clock.' Then she worried herself to fiddlestrings with training our village girl to valet you. I can see poor Polly doing it!"
She laughed, and Randolph joined her.
"I've always wanted to see how you run your place," he said. "Are you coining money over it?"
"No; but I'm not losing it, which is something."
They were driving up a steep hill now, edged with shady trees. In the distance lay the blue ocean, and a winding tidal river curved in and out at the bottom of wooded heights.
Suddenly a yell close to them made the chestnut mare throw back her ears and begin to dance.
A small figure in a stained holland overall and a large straw hat darted down a bank.
"I've been waiting for you for simply years," the little creature cried. "Take me up, Aunt Monnie, take me up!"