I have the honour to be, sir,
Your obedient servant,
JOHN T. C. NORRGRENE,
Minister of Agriculture.
As she finished Mary clasped the letter to her breast, lost in a moment's pensiveness. Then she lifted to the earnest face above her eyes aglow with a brimming pleasure.
"You will go, Mr. Pullar!" she cried delightedly. "You will go, of course, both you and Ned."
"Yes, I will go," was the quiet reply. "I have no desire now to tramp abroad but I am going to do whatever I can to help these great men discover the true character of The Red Knight. Ned is coming with me. Dad Blackford will take care of the farm. It is a great moment for Ned and me."
The gray head lifted with a perceptible pride.
"Mr. Pullar!" she cried, stepping nearer to him. "Do I look pleased?"
He read the girl's face.