"But you really need never come unless you want to see Miss Midharst."
"Quite so."
They separated soon afterwards.
"What luck I have had!" thought Grey, as he drove towards home. "To think of how that young man played into my hands is most amusing, quite comic. He seemed to divine that I wanted an excuse for being as much at the Castle as possible. What more ample pleas for going than that I have to confer with Miss Midharst over matters connected with her father's will, and have undertaken to overlook the works about to be started by Sir William at the Island? Stop! That thought is worth consideration."
For a few minutes he lay back in the fly perfectly still, profoundly absorbed in thought.
"It's worth doing, and I'll do it," was the concluding link in his thoughts.
"Driver!"
"Yes, sir."
"Back to the Ferry again. I have forgotten something."
"All right, sir."