"I?"
"Yes; she's down at your place now."
"Not Miss Grimshaw?"
"Yes, Miss Grimshaw. And that's the reason I'm going down west. I want to see her and tell her all."
French whistled; then he laughed.
"You seem in mighty good spirits over her," said he. "How do you know she'll have anything to do with you? Have you asked her?"
"Asked her! No. How could I, when I was tied up like that? That's what drove me off my balance. But I'm going to ask her, and that's why I've come over to Ireland."
"Look here," said Mr. French.
"Yes?"
"You said when I met you in the hall you were going to put up at Mrs. Sheelan's. You're not. Come and stay at Drumgool, on one condition."