"He is more like a priest--like a priest of the Middle Ages." But aloud she only said: "You have done them a world of good.

Fanny has got some of her colour back already, and that means an appetite for supper." "We had tea," broke in Archibald, with enthusiasm, "but it was really milk, and we had cake, but it was really bread and butter." He looked so well and vigorous that Gabriella called the doctor's attention to the animation in his face.

"If only he didn't have to wear glasses," she said.

"I'm so afraid it will interfere with his love of sports.

His ambition is to be captain of a football team and to write poetry." "It's a queer combination," responded the doctor, smiling his slightly whimsical smile.