At last the Major and Florence reached the postern-gate which opened into the cherry orchard, and then Florence stood still and raised her voice and called, "Kitty!  Kitty Sharston!" and there came an answering call, clear and high as a bird's, and the next instant Kitty, in her white summer dress, was seen emerging from under the cherry-trees.  She saw her father, uttered a cry half of rapture, half of pain, and the next instant was clasped in his arms.  Florence saw the Major's arms fold around Kitty, and a queer lump rose in her throat and she went away all by herself.  Somehow, at that moment she felt that she shared Mrs. Clavering's wish that Kitty Sharston should get the prize.