Do you mean to say that he was your father ?' 'Yes.

He is alive, you know--tremendously alive!--and he remembers you as a little girl, and wants me to bring you to see him.

Do you mind very much?
I told him I was to meet you this evening.' 'I should be very glad indeed,' said Margaret.
'He would come to see you,' said Lady Maud, rather apologetically, 'but he sprained his ankle the other day.

He was chivvying a cat that was after the pheasants at Creedmore--he's absurdly young, you know--and he came down at some hurdles.' 'I'm so sorry! Of course I shall be delighted to go.' 'It's awfully good of you, and he'll be ever so pleased.

May I come and fetch you?
When?
To-morrow afternoon about three?
Are you quite sure you don't mind ?' Margaret was quite sure; for the prospect of seeing an old friend of her father's, and one whom she herself remembered well, was pleasant just then.