great deal about his skill and insight into such maladies.

"At New York my cousin Richard met us and literally took possession of us.
Without my knowledge, the cruel-looking doctor was included in the party.
I did not discover it until we were on the train, bound, as I supposed,
for my old home just beyond Buffalo. It was some time since I had been in
New York, and I naturally did not notice much which way we were going. The
fact was, every plan was anticipated, and I was told that all arrangements
had been made. Mrs. Chambray began to treat me like a little child and
say: 'You see we are going to take good care of you, dear, so don't worry
about a thing.'

"I had taken the drawing-room compartment, not so much because I had a
headache, as I told them, as because I wanted to get away from their
society. My cousin's marked devotion became painful to me. Then, too, the
attentions and constant watchfulness of the disagreeable doctor became
most distasteful.

"We had been sitting on the observation platform, and it was late in the
afternoon, when I said I was going to lie down, and the two men got up to
go into the smoker. In spite of my protests, Mrs. Chambray insisted upon
following me in, to see that I was perfectly comfortable. She fussed
around me, covering me up and offering smelling salts and eau de cologne
for my head. I let her fuss, thinking that was the quickest way to get rid
of her. I closed my eyes, and she said she would go out to the observation
platform. I lay still for awhile, thinking about her and how much I wanted
to get rid of her. She acted as if she had been engaged to stay with me
forever, and it suddenly became very plain to me that I ought to have a
talk with her and tell her that I should need her services no longer after
this journey was over. It might make a difference to her if she knew it at