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'Yes, miss.'

'Is Mr. Macdonald here?'

'No, miss.'

'But you expect him?'

'No. I've heard nothing about it.'

'Oh, but I heard him say he was coming here.'

'Then he'll come, you may be sure, miss.'

The drops were falling thick and heavy.

'And I thought,' said Miss Jenny doubtfully, 'I might drive back with him in the buggy, which has a hood. I know Mr. Macdonald is coming here, for I heard him say so. I am only surprised he hasn't come yet.'

'He'll come any minute,' said Jim with decision. 'Help you to dismount, miss? That's it. Now, if you'll step in there out o' the rain, I'll take the saddle orf of the 'orse.'

The whim-driver followed Miss Jenny into the hut, carrying the saddle. Then he kicked the log into a blaze, drew near it the legless armchair on the soap-box, observed that Mr. Macdonald was certain not to be long, and, without another word, went out.

Miss Jenny listened to his retreating steps (and those of her horse, which he was evidently