"Woke, your eyebrow!" chuckled Guy Little. "I'd say she's gone for a--a dip, too, your majesty. An'--an', between just the two of us ol' fellers, hers is purty near as immodes' as his! Fact, an' I don't care whose granddaughter she is. Blue, you know; an' not very much of it. An' a red cap. An'--I couldn't see very well through the curtains an' I dasn't let 'em know I was lookin'. Only don't you let her know we know; why, bless her little simple heart, she ain't got the least idea how pretty an'--an'----immodes'----" Old man Packard fixed him with a knowing eye. "Ain't she?" he demanded. "Ain't she, Guy Little? Why, if there's one thing in this world worth knowin' that my granddaughter don't know-- Go order breakfas' ready in two shakes, Guy Little." "I did," said Guy Little. "It's ready already. There they come. Happy-lookin', ain't they? Like a couple kids." "An' see that them two new saddle-horses is ready right after breakfas' for 'em, Guy Little." "They're ready now," chuckled Guy Little. "I remembered." "An--an' she likes----" "Flowers on the table? An' her grapefruit stacked high with sugar? An' the coffee with hot milk? Don't I know nothin' a-tall, Packard?" Steve and Terry, dripping and laughing, breaking into a run as they came on across the meadow, spied the big man and the little at the window and shouted a joyous good morning and Terry threw them a kiss apiece. And old man Packard, his hands on his hips, a look of absolute, ineffable content in his eyes, said softly: "I've made a mistake or two in my life, Guy Little. But ain't I lived long enough to squeeze in a blunder or so here an' there? An' I've made a mistake a time or two on a man." "Blenham did fool you pretty slick," suggested Guy Little. "But," went on the old man hurriedly, "I know a real, upstandin', thoroughbred----" "Fairy Queen of a woman." "Fairy Queen of a woman when I see her. An' that little thing out there, her eyes shinin' like I ain't seen a pair of eyes shine for more'n fifty year, Guy Little--why, sir, she's what I call a-- Why, she's a Packard, man!"