CHAPTER IX.
Dr.Wade was sitting in the veranda smoking and reading an English paper that had arrived by that morning's mail, when Isobel returned.
"Good morning, Doctor.

Is uncle back ?" "Not yet.

He told me he might be half an hour late, and that I was to come round and amuse you until he came back." "So in my absence you have been amusing yourself, Doctor.

I have been round at Mrs.Hunter's; she is going to have a juggler there this evening, and we are all to go." "Yes, I got a chit from her this morning.

I have seen scores of them, but I make a point of never missing an exhibition when I get the chance.
I hate anything I don't understand, and I go with the faint hope of being able to find things out, though I know perfectly well that I shall not do so." "Then you think it is not all quite natural, Doctor ?" "I don't say it is not natural, because we don't know what all the natural laws are, but I say that some of the things I have seen certainly are not to be accounted for by anything we do know.