Well, so they were married, and after a time a dear little son came to
them, and grew up a bonny lad; and one day, when he was four years old,
a beggar woman came to the door, so Lady Catskin gave some money to the
little lord and told him to go and give it to the beggar woman. So he
went and gave it, but put it into the hand of the woman's child, who
leant forward and kissed the little lord. Now the wicked old cook--why
hadn't she been sent away?--was looking on, so she said, "Only see how
beggars' brats take to one another." This insult went to Catskin's
heart, so she went to her husband, the young lord, and told him all
about her father, and begged he would go and find out what had become of
her parents. So they set out in the lord's grand coach, and travelled
through the forest till they came to Catskin's father's house, and put
up at an inn near, where Catskin stopped, while her husband went to see
if her father would own her.
Now her father had never had any other child, and his wife had died; so
he was all alone in the world and sate moping and miserable.
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