"Very well, you need not go yet; you may as well wait and come with us in the carriage—for we want to thank your grandmother for her kindness to us. You can amuse yourself in the garden, if you like, until we are ready."
She was obediently going away, but Käthchen stopped her.
"I don't think you ever told us your name."
"Just Isabel," said the little maid, in her pretty fashion.
"Of course you know Mr. Ross?" was the next question.
"Oh, yes."
"What was he doing up at your cottage last night?"
"Käthchen!" said Mary; but the little girl did not notice the interruption: she answered quite simply,—
"He came up to ask about the cow."
"What cow?"