The sound of wheels upon the road recalled her thoughts. Mrs. Catherine's ponies had been led away by Johnnie Halflin. It was a shabby inn-gig, driven by one of the hangers-on of the 'Sutherland Arms,' in Portoran, which now drove up, and took the phaeton's place. A young man, with a pleasant, manly face, alighted, and, looking at Anne and Archibald dubiously, stood hesitating before them, and, at last, with some embarrassment, asked for Mrs. Catherine.

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