"When William heard that Daniel was gone, he dropped to the floor like one shot."
"William!" cried Grandmother Gaumer.
"Yes," answered the squire. "He suffered no pain. The doctor said he knew nothing of it."
"Knew nothing of it!" repeated Grandmother Gaumer. "You mean that he fell dead?"
"Yes."
"Where is he?" asked Grandmother Gaumer in a quieter tone.
"In my office. They will bring him home."
"Then we will make a place ready for him. Come, Katy."
Katy followed into the kitchen. Grandmother Gaumer stood looking about her and frowning, as though she were finding it difficult to decide what should be done. Katy thought of John Hartman and of his strange attitude and his staring eyes. Would Grandfather Gaumer look like that? Katy was about to throw herself into the arms which had thus far opened to all her griefs.
"Ach, gran'mom!" she began, weeping.