But again the tone of his voice was not sufficiently hearty to satisfy the man who was invited.
"Thanks, no: I think I'll hardly do that .-- Good-night, Mrs.
Heathcote; good-night.

Miss Daly;" and the two ladies immediately perceived that his voice, which had hitherto been pleasant in their ears, had ceased to be cordial.
"I am very glad he has gone back," said Heathcote.
"Why do you say so, Harry?
You are not given to be inhospitable, and why should you grudge me and Kate the rare pleasure of seeing a strange face ?" "I'll tell you why.

It's not about him at this moment; but I've been disturbed .-- Jacko, go on to the station, and say we're coming.

Do you hear me?
Go on at once." Then Jacko, somewhat unwillingly, galloped off toward the house.

"Get off your horses, and come in." He helped the two ladies from their saddles, and they all went into the wool-shed, Harry leading the way.