"Best thing for her.

Been studying too hard, I suppose, and eating caramels.

If I could discover the man who invented that pernicious sweetmeat, I would have him hanged!--hanged, madam!" "Oh, no, you wouldn't, dear!" said his wife, laughing softly; "I think his life would be quite safe.

But about Hilda now! She _does_ need a change, certainly; but is the overland journey in July just the right kind of change for her, do you think ?" Mr.Graham frowned, ran his fingers through his hair, drummed on the table, and then considered his boots attentively.

"Well--no!" he said at last, reluctantly.