Ida had returned to her studies, and Clara to her blue-covered volume, sitting absorbed and disinterested amid the bustle and the racket.

At last a general buzz of congratulation announced that the cook had discovered the boots hung up among the hats in the hall.

The Doctor, very red and flustered, drew them on, and stamped off to join the Admiral in his morning walk.
As the door slammed Ida burst into a shout of laughter.

"You see, Clara," she cried, "the charm works already.

He has gone to number one instead of to number three.