CHAPTER V.
"WELL ?" asked Isabel eagerly, "what does Mr.Hardyman say?
Does he think he can cure Tommie ?" Moody answered a little coldly and stiffly.

His dark, deeply-set eyes rested on Isabel with an uneasy look.
"Mr.Hardyman seems to understand animals," he said.

"He lifted the dog's eyelid and looked at his eyes, and then he told us the bath was useless." "Go on!" said Isabel impatiently.

"He did something, I suppose, besides telling you that the bath was useless ?" "He took a knife out of his pocket, with a lancet in it." Isabel clasped her hands with a faint cry of horror.

"Oh, Mr.Moody! did he hurt Tommie ?" "Hurt him ?" Moody repeated, indignant at the interest which she felt in the animal, and the indifference which she exhibited towards the man (as represented by himself).