"I dunno what de consekens will be, ef dat lil missy go 'way!"
The good parson believed that Sally had gone forth in time of need, and now that she was no longer really needed, she should return to other duties. And Sally knew that he was right.
So, very early one morning, Sally threw her Fairy Prince a kiss when he was sleeping and nobody saw, for Mammy had advised that he should know nought of her going until she must tell him she had gone, and long after midnight she was back with Goodwife Kendall, who received her with a warm embrace, so truly glad was she to have the maiden back again.
It was a week later that Parson Kendall said to Sally, as he again met her in the hall:
"My dear young damsel, I have but just parted from Sir Percival Grandison, who hath been here to make inquiries concerning thyself.
"He declareth, doth Sir Percival, that you have bewitched his son, and that nought will do but thou must repair to Ingleside and sit beside him. The young man hath been brought by easy stages to his home, but wearies all the time for his 'Fairy Girl.'
"Beshrew me, but I fear thou mayest be in very truth a kind of witch!"
The parson's mouth twitched with a smile he tried to keep back. Then he added:
"I have laid thy whole story before Sir Percival, part of which he already knew, and right pleased hath he been to find that the young maid who has so drawn the fancy of his son is of good mind, a lady born, and of kinship with his wife, the Lady Gabrielle.
"So prepare thyself, Maid Sara Duquesne, and in an hour the coach will come to bear thee to Ingleside."