His eyes had something like the light of laughter in them, flashing behind a cloud, as he fixed them on Dr Drummond, and said, "And did you ?" "We did," said Dr Drummond, getting up once more from his chair, and playing complacently with his watch-charms as he took another turn about the study.

"We left it to Miss Cameron, and the result is"-- the Doctor stopped sharply and wheeled round upon Finlay--"the result is--why, the upshot seems to be that I've cut you out, man!" Finlay measured the little Doctor standing there twisting his watch-chain, beaming with achieved satisfaction, in a consuming desire to know how far chance had been kind to him, and how far he had to be simply, unspeakably, grateful.

He stared in silence, occupied with his great debt; it was like him that that, and not his liberty, should be first in his mind.

We who have not his opportunity may find it more difficult to decide; but from our private knowledge of Dr Drummond we may remember what poor Finlay probably forgot at the moment, that even when pitted against Providence, the Doctor was a man of great determination.
The young fellow got up, still speechless, and confronted Dr Drummond.
He was troubled for something to say; the chambers of his brain seemed empty or reiterating foolish sounds.

He pressed the hand the minister offered him and his lips quivered.