It was in this mood that Katherine and her probable fortune had been discussed; and thus she was but one of the events, springing from lives anterior to her own, and very different from it.  And causes nearly as remote had prepared the way for her ready reception of Hyde’s homage, and the relaxation of domestic discipline which had trusted her so often and so readily in his society—­causes which had been forgotten, but which had left behind them a positive and ever-growing result.  When a babe, she was remarkably frail and delicate; and this circumstance, united to the fact of her being the youngest child, had made the whole household very tender to her, and she had been permitted a much larger portion of her own way than was usually given to any daughter in a Dutch family.

Also, in her father’s case, the motives influencing his decision stretched backward through many generations.  None the less was their influence potent to move him.  In fact, he forgot entirely to reflect how a marriage between his child and Captain Hyde would be regarded at that day; his first thoughts had been precisely such thoughts as would have occurred to a Van Heemskirk living two hundred years before him.  And thus, though we hardly remember the fact, it is this awful solidarity of the human family which makes the third and fourth generations heirs of their forefathers, and brings into every life those critical hours we call “eventful days.”

Joris, however, made no such reflections.  His age was not an age inclined to analysis, and he was still less inclined to it from a personal standpoint.  For he was a man of few, but positive ideas; yet these ideas, having once commended themselves to his faith or his intelligence, were embraced with all his soul.  It was this spirit which made him deprecate even religious discussions, so dear to the heart of his neighbour.

[Illustration:  He heard her calling him to breakfast]

“I like them not, Elder,” he would say; “of what use are they, then?  The Calvinistic faith is the true faith.  That is certain.  Very well, then; what is true does not require to be examined, to see if it be true.”

Semple’s communication regarding Captain Hyde and his daughter had aroused in him certain feelings, and led him to certain decisions.  He went to sleep, satisfied with their propriety and justice.  He awoke in precisely the same mood.  Then he dressed, and went into his garden.  It was customary for Katherine to join him there; and he frequently turned, as he went down the path, to see if she were coming.  He watched eagerly for the small figure in its short quilted petticoat and buckled shoes, and the fair, pink face shaded by the large Zealand hat, with its long blue ribbons crossed over the back.  But this morning she did not come.  He walked alone to his lily bed, and stooped a little forlornly to admire the tulips and crocus-cups and little purple pansies; but his face brightened when he heard her calling him to breakfast, and very soon he saw her leaning over the half door, shading her eyes with both her hands, the better to watch his approach.