air to anybody with lung difficulties. It's the greatest thing! I'm
almost another person. Oh, you need n't look after her, Mr. Libby!
There's nothing flirtatious about Grace," said Mrs. Maynard.

The young man recovered himself from his absentminded stare in the
direction Grace had taken, with a frank laugh. "So much the better for a
fellow, I should say!"

Grace handed the little girl over to her nurse, and went to her own room,
where she found her mother waiting to go down to tea.

"Where is Mrs. Maynard?" asked Mrs. Breen.

"Out on the croquet-ground," answered the daughter.

"I should think it would be damp," suggested Mrs. Green.

"She will come in when the tea-bell rings. She wouldn't come in now, if I
told her."

"Well," said the elder lady, "for a person who lets her doctor pay her
board, I think 'she's very independent."

"I wish you would n't speak of that, mother," said the girl.

"I can't help it, Grace. It's ridiculous,--that's what it is; it's
ridiculous."

"I don't see anything ridiculous in it. A physician need not charge
anything unless he chooses, or she; and if I choose to make Louise my