"What are you going to do with Kate to-day, Alec?" said his mother.
"Whatever Kate likes," answered Alec.
"I have no choice," returned Kate. "I don't know yet what I have to choose between. I am in your hands, Alec."
It was the first time she had called him by his name, and a spear of sunshine seemed to quiver in his heart. He was restless as a hyena till she was ready. He then led her to the banks of the river, here low and grassy, with plenty of wild flowers, and a low babblement everywhere.
"This is delightful," said Kate. "I will come here as often as you like, and you shall read to me."
"What shall I read? Would you like one of Sir Walter's novels?"
"Just the thing."
Alec started at full speed for the house.
"Stop," cried Kate. "You are not going to leave me alone beside this—talking water?"
"I thought you liked the water," said Alec.