And certainly she was passing fair, and queenly with her diamond comb.
She came down stairs and was received by her father. He grumbled at being kept waiting for dinner.
Kate easily appeased the good-natured Squire, and then asked what had become of Mr. Neville.
"Oh, he is gone long ago! Remembered, all of a sudden, he had promised to dine with a neighbor."
Kate shook her head skeptically, but said nothing. But a good minute after, she inquired,—
"How did he go? on foot?"
The Squire did not know.
After dinner old Joe sought an interview, and was admitted into the dining-room.
"Be it all right about the gray horse, Master?"
"What of him?" asked Kate.