But where is Grace?
Let's have her down.
Here--Gra-a-ace!" She appeared after a reasonable interval, for she was sufficiently spoiled by this father of hers not to put herself in a hurry, however impatient his tones.

"What is it, father ?" said she, with a smile.
"Why, you scamp, what's this you've been doing?
Not home here more than six months, yet, instead of confining yourself to your father's rank, making havoc in the educated classes." Though accustomed to show herself instantly appreciative of her father's meanings, Grace was fairly unable to look anyhow but at a loss now.
"No, no--of course you don't know what I mean, or you pretend you don't; though, for my part, I believe women can see these things through a double hedge.

But I suppose I must tell ye.

Why, you've flung your grapnel over the doctor, and he's coming courting forthwith." "Only think of that, my dear! Don't you feel it a triumph ?" said Mrs.
Melbury.
"Coming courting! I've done nothing to make him," Grace exclaimed.
"'Twasn't necessary that you should, 'Tis voluntary that rules in these things....Well, he has behaved very honorably, and asked my consent.
You'll know what to do when he gets here, I dare say.

I needn't tell you to make it all smooth for him." "You mean, to lead him on to marry me ?" "I do.