"And if Miss Stillwater is to drive, I'm afraid she will be taxing herself too much, after rowing the greater part of the morning."
"Oh, Indiana likes to be always on the go," said Mrs. Stillwater. "I'm afraid she'll wear herself out some day."
"Nonsense, Mary," exclaimed Mrs. Bunker, sharply, "she's as strong as a horse."
"Your granddaughter is athletic," said Lord Canning, "but of a very slender build. It is her nervous activity that keeps her up, rather than strength. On the whole, I prescribe rest this afternoon."
"Then, Indiana," said Mrs. Bunker mildly, "you could show Lord Canning that cunning little brook in the woods, back there—"
"I dearly love little brooks in the woods," said Lord Canning.
"Oh, I can show him that any time," said Indiana, "before breakfast."
"Shall we say to-morrow, before breakfast—can I depend on that?"
"Yes. And this afternoon we'll drive to the High Falls," replied Indiana.
They were still at the table when Haller presented himself. "Be yer goin' ter drive ter the Notch this afternoon? If ye be, it's nigh on ter three o'clock. Yer can't get back fore dark. William's waitin' at the landin'." Mrs. Bunker rose precipitately.