For the next quarter of an hour Tommy and Gavinia were very near the door of the blue-and-white room, Tommy whispering dejectedly, "I hear no laughing," and Gavinia replying, "But he has quieted down." Mr.McLean had a right to be very angry, but God only can say whether he had a right to be as angry as he was.

The book had been handed to him open, and he was laying it down unread when a word underlined caught his eye.

It was his own name.

Nothing in all literature arrests our attention quite so much as that.

He sat down to the book.