"How very kind! Of course, I couldn't think of taking up all your leisure in that way; but I do appreciate your kindness very much." I was rather chapfallen at this very definite refusal, but persisted feebly: "I wish you would.

It may seem rather cheek for a comparative stranger like me to make such a proposal to a lady; but if you'd been a man--in these special circumstances--I should have made it all the same, and you would have accepted as a matter of course." "I doubt that.

At any rate, I am not a man.

I sometimes wish I were." "Oh, I am sure you are much better as you are!" I exclaimed, with such earnestness that we both laughed.

And at this moment Mr.Bellingham entered the room carrying several large and evidently brand-new books in a strap.
"Well, I'm sure!" he exclaimed genially; "here are pretty goings on.
Doctor and patient giggling like a pair of schoolgirls! What's the joke ?" He thumped his parcel of books down on the table and listened smilingly while my unconscious witticism was expounded.
"The Doctor's quite right," he said.