Don't you, Grandad ?" "Yes, my dear," answered the old man.

"Look! there is a squirrel running over the grass; see if you can catch it before it reaches that tree." Off went the children at full pelt, and the tree being a low one, began to climb it after the squirrel.

Meanwhile John Castell, for it was he, turned through the park gate and walked to a little house by the roadside, where a stout man sat upon a bench contemplating nothing in particular.

Evidently he expected his visitor, for he pointed to the place beside him, and, as Castell sat down, said: "Why didn't you come yesterday, Master ?" "Because of my rheumatism, friend," he answered.

"I got it first in the vaults of that accursed Holy House at Seville, and it grows on me year by year.