"Yes, but I have something important to do, which I'll tell you of when the time comes, and it's best to make sure."
Bathsheba, however, awoke voluntarily at four, nor could she by any contrivance get to sleep again. About six, being quite positive that her watch had stopped during the night, she could wait no longer. She went and tapped at Liddy's door, and after some labour awoke her.
"But I thought it was I who had to call you?" said the bewildered Liddy. "And it isn't six yet."
"Indeed it is; how can you tell such a story, Liddy? I know it must be ever so much past seven. Come to my room as soon as you can; I want you to give my hair a good brushing."
When Liddy came to Bathsheba's room her mistress was already waiting. Liddy could not understand this extraordinary promptness. "Whatever is going on, ma'am?" she said.
"Well, I'll tell you," said Bathsheba, with a mischievous smile in her bright eyes. "Farmer Oak is coming here to dine with me to-day!"
"Farmer Oak—and nobody else?—you two alone?"
"Yes."
"But is it safe, ma'am?" said her companion,
