When they had been deposited in their place, and slightly patted, just to settle them, John descended to make way for the Doctor, who had been waiting beneath in a commanding attitude.

He then followed the minister up, and closed the door--not with a bang, but yet so that all might know he had finished his part of the work.

If any one had doubted how much skill went to this achievement, he had his eyes opened when John had the lumbago, and the smith arrived at the kirk door three yards ahead of the Doctor, and let the Psalm-book fall on the pulpit floor.
"We 're thankfu' tae hae ye back, John," said Hillocks.

"Yon wes a temptin' o' Providence." Once only had I the privilege of seeing John in this his glory, and the sight of him afflicted me with a problem no one has ever solved.

It might, indeed, be made a branch of scientific investigation, and would then be called the Genesis of Beadles.