Mrs.Stover, I will leave him in your hands.

Please call me if I can be of any assistance." Without waiting for further comment from the patient, whose face was a picture, he hastened to the kitchen, choking as he went.

Mr.Stover met him at the outer door.
"Now you've done it!" wailed the little man.

"NOW you've done it! Didn't I tell you?
Oh, this'll be a hell of a picnic!" He stalked away, righteous indignation overcoming him.

Brown sat down in a rocking chair and shook with emotion.