“To-morrow? Yes, I shall be delighted.”
“Very well. I will come in the morning and fetch you and your traps.”
CHAPTER IV
THE UNACCOUNTABLE
Next morning, as in duty bound, Von Tressen stopped on his way to Kulhausen to inquire after Fräulein Harlberg’s injury. The surgeon had pronounced it to be trifling, had extracted a shot and answered for a speedy healing.
“So you see,” Philippa said to the Lieutenant, “you have nothing to reproach yourself with.”
She had come out of the house to greet him, her father not being visible.
“I have indeed,” he returned, “when I think how awful the result might have been.”
“It was a curiously informal introduction,” she said laughingly.
“That is to me the only pleasant aspect of the affair. I feel inclined never to fire a gun again.”
“You must not say that. You should have good sport to-day if my wishes were of any avail.”