Castleman was an old man and quite stout, so I helped him from his horse.

He then turned to the fair girl of pink and white, saying:-- "Antoinette, daughter, this is Sir Karl de Pitti, who will accompany us to Peronne." I made my bow and assisted Fraeulein Antoinette to the ground.

The other young lady sprang nimbly from her saddle without assistance and waited, as I thought, to be presented.

Castleman did not offer to present her, and she ran to the house, followed by serene Antoinette.

I concluded that the smaller girl was Fraeulein Castleman's maid.