Kate appeared to understand Bobby's kind words, and declared as plainly as a horse could declare that she would be sober and tractable.
"Now, ma'am, if you will get into the chaise again, I think Kate will let me drive her down to the village." "O, dear! I should not dare to do so." "Then, if you please, I will drive down alone, so as to let your father know that you are safe." "Do." "I am sure he must feel very bad, and I may save him a great deal of pain, for a man can suffer a great deal in a very short time." "You are a little philosopher, as well as a hero, and if you are not afraid of Kate, you may do as you wish." "She seems very gentle now;" and Bobby turned her round, and got into the chaise.
"Be very careful," said the lady.
"I will." Bobby took the reins, and Kate, true to the promise she had virtually made, started off at a round pace towards the village.
He had not gone more than a quarter of a mile of the distance when he met a wagon containing three men, one of whom was the lady's father.

The gestures which he made assured Bobby he had found the person whom he sought, and he stopped.
"My daughter! Where is she ?" gasped the gentleman, as he leaped from the wagon.
"She is safe, sir," replied Bobby, with all the enthusiasm of his warm nature.
"Thank God!" added the gentleman, devoutly, as he placed himself in the chaise by the side of Bobby..