Kate. He wanted to talk over his latest impressions with her.

When he reached the house, where his appearance greatly tranquillized
his mother's mind, he found Kate in the yard under the big
catalpa-trees, always a favorite place of resort in fine weather.

"Oh, Harry!" she cried, when she saw him, "did they find the horses?"

"No," said Harry; "they didn't find them."

"Oh, what a pity! And some of them were borrowed horses. Tony Kirk had
Captain Caseby's mud-colored horse. I don't know what the captain will
do without him."

"Oh, the captain will do very well," said Harry.

"But he can't do very well," persisted Kate. "It's the only horse he has
in the world. One thing certain, they can't go to church."

Harry laughed at this, and then he told his sister all about his meeting
with Uncle Braddock. But while she was wondering and surmising in regard
to George Mason's strange conduct, Harry, who could not keep his
thoughts from more important matters, broke in with:

"But, I say, Kate, I've made up my mind about the telegraph business.
There must be a company, and we ought to plan it all out before we tell
people and sell shares."

"That's right," cried Kate, who was always ready for a plan. "Let's do
it now."