He is founder's kin, and just sweet." The Master stepped forth from his rose-garlanded porch, crossed the road, and entered the modest archway which opens on the first, or outer, court.

He walked habitually at a short trot, with his head and shoulders thrust a little forward and his hands clasped behind him.

He never used a walking-stick.
The outer court of St.Hospital is plain and unpretending, with a brewhouse on one hand and on the other the large kitchen with its offices.

Between these the good Master passed, and came to a second and handsomer gate, with a tower above it, and three canopied niches in the face of the tower, and in one of the niches--the others are empty--a kneeling figure of the great cardinal himself.
The passageway through the tower is vaulted and richly groined, and in a little chamber beside it dwells the porter, a part of whose duty it is to distribute the Wayfarers' Dole--a horn of beer and a manchet of bread--to all who choose to ask for it.

The Master halted a moment to give the porter good evening.
"And how many to-day, Brother Manby ?" "Thirty-three, Master, including a party of twelve that came in motor-cars.