"No, Bridget, only enthusiastic. If he is mad,
'There is method in his madness,'
he is only very much interested about a woman."
"Oh, yes, ma'am, I understand it now. I have seen gentlemen often mad after women. I suppose little Katy, then, is his child."
"Oh, no, Bridget, you are all wrong. She is not his child."
"Oh, well, ma'am, then, I suppose, she is somebody's else child. And if her mother is an interesting woman, I don't see as there is anything so very wrong about the matter. What am I all wrong about, ma'am?"
"Little Katy is dead."
"Oh, is she? I am sure then I am very sorry. Can I do anything about helping to get her ready to be buried?"
"No, she was buried long ago. You may see her grave some day in Greenwood Cemetery."
"I don't see, then, what was the gentleman's great hurry, if nobody is sick and nobody to be buried."