Mhor is 'a'body's body.' He will never lack for admirers.

But Jock is my own boy.

We've been friends since he came home from India, a white-headed baby with the same surprised blue eyes that he has now.

He was never out of scrapes at home, but he was always good with me.

I suppose I was flattered by that." "Jock," said Jean, "is very nearly the nicest thing in the world, and the funniest.