unsurpassed for organization and achievement in the
Province of Ontario. Only at twelve noon it might be
partly realized when the prolonged "toots" of seven
factory whistles at once let off, so to speak, the hour.
Elgin liked the demonstration; it was held to be cheerful
and unmistakable, an indication of "go-ahead" proclivities
which spoke for itself. It occurred while yet Dr Drummond
and Mr Murchison stood together in the store door.

"I must be getting on," said the minister, looking at
his watch. "And what news have you of Lorne?"

"Well, he seems to have got through all right."

"What--you've heard already, then?"

"He telegraphed from Toronto on Saturday night." Mr
Murchison stroked his chin, the better to retain his
satisfaction. "Waste of money--the post would have brought
it this morning--but it pleased his mother. Yes, he's
through his Law Schools examination, and at the top, too,
as far as I can make out."

"Dear me, and you never mentioned it!" Dr Drummond spoke
with the resigned impatience of a familiar grievance. It
was certainly a trying characteristic of John Murchison
that he never cared about communicating anything that
might seem to ask for congratulation. "Well, well! I'm
very glad to hear it."