"I hope not, dear. But we must get started."

"I thought you never would come. It was lucky that I had company part of
the time."

"That's good. Who was it?"

"Mr. West."

"Mr. West?--Not Weeks's man--not--"

Katherine nodded. Her father looked at her puzzled; then his brow slightly
relaxed, and he smiled. "By Jove!" he said softly. Katherine was watching
him in some surprise.

"Katherine, you are a brick. You shall have the new cart. Yes, sir. I'll
order it to-morrow."

"What have I done?"

"You've saved the day, my dear." Suddenly he frowned again. "Hold on; when
did you see him?"

"I met him about three. I guess he was here an hour or more."

"Couldn't be better! But he must be an awful fool."

Katherine bit her lip.