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He quickly heaped his implements together and turned to leave the wood; but he was confronted by a figure that at first he scarcely recognized. Yet it was Katinka! the young girl of the cabin, who had sent him the gold. She was dressed differently perhaps in her ordinary every-day garments a bright sprigged muslin, a chip hat with blue ribbons set upon a coil of luxurious brown hair.
This speech pleased Katinka so much that she patted the letter O's on each side of her head with great satisfaction, and was very sorry she had not made some chocolate cakes for Dotty to eat in the cars. Uncle Henry did not like to part with his bright little niece.
"What?" said Jack indignantly, "without any trial, or anything? I never heard such a shame." The girl nodded. "It is dreadful," she said, "and now, to make matters worse, that odious Count Smerkoff wants to marry Katinka. She will be rich, as she will inherit large estates in Poland.
She called her mother, she cursed her sister, she cursed God. The snow fell and the wind blew. Katinka froze, her limbs stiffened, and she fell motionless. The snow still fell and the wind still blew. The mother went without ceasing from the window to the door, and from the door to the window. The hours passed and Katinka did not return. "I must go and look for my daughter," said she.
If ever he should succeed in getting beyond 'I say, I won't answer for the safety of your secret, Herr Vice-palatine! When your wife hears, moreover, that it is 'Bernat' and 'Katinka' up here, it will require something besides an anecdote to parry what will follow!" When the baroness appeared at the dinner-table, she was attired simply, yet with a certain elegance.
Dotty was really sorry to leave aunt Maria's pleasant house, and the charming novelties of Out West. "Phebe," said she, with a quiver in her voice, when she received the tomato pincushion, "I like you just as well as if you wasn't black. And, Katinka, I like you just as well as if you wasn't Dutch. You can cook better things than Norah, if your hair isn't so nice."
"Up yonder on the mountain; there is a tree there that is as red with them as a cherry-tree in July." "Why did you bring only two? You ate the rest on the way." "Oh, sister, I did not touch them; I was only permitted to shake the tree twice, and but two apples fell." "Begone, you fool!" cried Katinka, striking her sister, who ran away crying.
After dinner Dick asked Katinka to tell the countess that they did not wish to be troublesome, and that they would be out and about the place, and would not intrude upon them except when they wished to have them. The countess replied through her daughter that they would be always glad to have them in the room. "You will really be a great amusement to us.
The fragrance of the strawberries filled the whole house. "Where did you find these things?" asked Katinka, in a disdainful voice. "Up yonder on the mountain," answered her sister; "there were so many of them that they looked like blood poured on the ground." Katinka and her mother devoured the strawberries without even thanking the poor child.
Then they joined the family in the drawing-room. There all proceeded as usual. Katinka, at her father's request, played on the piano, and a stranger would not have dreamed of the danger which menaced the household. When the half-hour had nearly expired, Jack said to the count, "I have told Alexis to call upon you for orders for to-morrow. Would you mind receiving him in your study?
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