"Tell me when you set to work," she said, and walked toward the door.

Waldo stood to look after her, and Doss stood at his side, a look of
painful uncertainty depicted on his small countenance, and one little foot
poised in the air. Should he stay with his master or go? He looked at the
figure with the wide straw hat moving toward the house, and he looked up at
his master; then he put down the little paw and went. Waldo watched them
both in at the door and then walked away alone. He was satisfied that at
least his dog was with her.


Chapter 2.V. Tant Sannie Holds An Upsitting, and Gregory Writes A Letter.

It was just after sunset, and Lyndall had not yet returned from her first
driving-lesson, when the lean coloured woman standing at the corner of the
house to enjoy the evening breeze, saw coming along the road a strange
horseman. Very narrowly she surveyed him, as slowly he approached. He was
attired in the deepest mourning, the black crepe round his tall hat totally
concealing the black felt, and nothing but a dazzling shirt-front relieving
the funereal tone of his attire. He rode much forward in his saddle, with
his chin resting on the uppermost of his shirt-studs, and there was an air
of meek subjection to the will of Heaven, and to what might be in store for
him, that bespoke itself even in the way in which he gently urged his
steed. He was evidently in no hurry to reach his destination, for the
nearer he approached to it the slacker did his bridle hang. The coloured
woman having duly inspected him, dashed into the dwelling.

"Here is another one!" she cried--"a widower; I see it by his hat."