"It's Master Tom Radnor," she said, returning.
Hugh threw down the string he was untying, and followed the maid into the hall.
"Holloa, Tom!" he said.
"I've nothing to do to-day," said the other; "and you said you'd go for a walk."
"You're remarkably early, or else we're remarkably late."
"Don't you want to go?"
"Oh, yes; but I'm busy just this minute."
"Not done breakfast?" asked Tom, grinning.
"You're wrong there! Look here, Tom, I'll call for you in half an hour, will that do?"
"All right."