His imagination runs away with him, exactly like yours." "Take my advice," I answered gravely.

"Don't persist in sleeping at Browndown without a living creature in the house with you." He was in wild good spirits.

He kissed my hand, and thanked me in his voluble exaggerated way for the interest that I took in him.

"All right!" he said, as he opened the gate.

"I'll have a living creature in the house with me.