“What, have you forgotten Mr. Little?”
“Indeed! Why, how he is dressed. I took him for a gentleman.”
“You were not very far wrong, papa. He is a gentleman at heart.”
Jael came in equipped for the ride. She was neatly dressed, and had a plain shepherd's-plaid shawl, that suited her noble bust. She looked a picture of health and happiness.
“If you please, miss, he is come to take me to Cairnhope.”
“Oh! is it for that? And I declare you expected him, too.”
“Yes,” said Jael, and blushed.
“You never told me,” said Grace, with a light touch of asperity.
“I didn't feel very sure he would keep his word.”
“Then you don't know him as well as I do.”