"What will I get for supper, mum?"
"Anything you like, Katy," said Mrs. Hunter, who felt too much flustered to give orders. "Will you stay to supper, Mr. Craven?"
"Not to-night, dear Mrs. Hunter. I am sure you will want to think over the new plans of happiness we have formed. I will stay a few minutes yet, and then bid you farewell till to-morrow."
"That's the worst news Katy O'Grady's heard yet," said Katy, as she left the room and returned to her own department. "How can my mistress, that's a rale lady, if ever there was one, take up wid such a mane apology for a man. Shure I wouldn't take him meself, not if he'd go down on forty knees to me—no, I wouldn't," and Katy tossed her head.
CHAPTER II.
MR. CRAVEN'S COURTSHIP.
When Katy left the room, Mr. Craven still kept his place at the side of the widow.
"I hope," he said softly, "you were not very much annoyed at Katy's sudden entrance?"
"It was awkward," said Mrs. Hunter.