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"It is a pleasure to see you, Doctor," and the young rasped a mittened hand and looked into his co both kindly and ed his seat comfortably, buttoned another button at the neck of the coat, and then scrutinised the driver "It's four years--four years in October since I last cast eyes on you, Lewie, , so I refused a lift fro from Gledsmuir, and unless the Lord protects hiets horee, Lewie, as I who have ht you would never come, and was prepared to ride in the next baker's van" The Doctor spoke with the pure English and high northern voice of an old school of professionala story, knew not the vernacular, and yet in its pitch and accent inevitably betrayed their birthplace Precise in speech and dress, uncommonly skilful, a one down the evening way of life with the heart of a boy

"I was delayed--I could not help it, though I was all afternoon at the job," said the young man "I've seen a dozen and ot out of ravely corrected It's the ht it a pity to waste a really fine hunger on the inevitable has, so I waited for dinner Lord, I have an appetite! Co, wet evenings are dreary"

"I'm afraid I must excuse myself, Lewie," was the formal ansith just a touch of reproof Dinner to Doctor Gracey was a serious ceremony, and invitations should not be scattered rashly "My housekeeper's wrath is not to be trifled with, as you should know"

"I do," said the young man in a tone of decent melancholy "She once cuffedin the burn Does she beat you, Doctor?"

"Indeed, no," said the little old gentleman; "not as yet But physically she is my superior and I live in terror" Then abruptly, "For heaven's sake, Lewie, mind the mare"