Two o'clock! I didn't know I wanted anything to eat until I escaped from her, but now that I have got _you,"_ triumphantly, "I feel as hungry as ever I can be." "There is nothing," says the professor, blankly.

His heart seems to stop beating.

The most hospitable and kindly of men, it is terrible to him to have to say this.

Of course Mrs.Mulcahy--who, no doubt, is still in the hall waiting for an explanation, could give him something.

But Mrs.Mulcahy can be unpleasant at times, and this is safe to be a "time." Yet without her assistance he can think of no means by which this pretty, slender, troublesome little ward of his can be fed.
"Nothing!" repeats she faintly.