"Yes, sir, that's true, but I'm sure Master Walter won't forget his
old home. If you have room for some cookies I will put some into the
bag. Walter is fond of them."

"No, I think you needn't do It, Nancy, He has a good boarding-house,
and no doubt he gets all the cakes he wants. By the way, I want to
take the boy by surprise, so don't write and let him know I'm coming."

"No, sir, I won't."

This was exactly what the housekeeper had intended to do, for she
presumed upon her long service in the family to write a few lines
occasionally to the boy whom she had known from the age of six.

"Of course I shall be pleased to give him any message from you."

"Thank you, Doctor Mack. Tell him if he catches cold I can send him
some camomile. Camomile tea is excellent in such cases. My mother and
grandmother used it all their lives."

"You seem to forget that I am a doctor, Nancy. Not that I object to
camomile tea--in its place--though I can truly say that I never
hankered after it."

"How long will you be gone, doctor?"

"I can't say exactly. You see, Euclid is nearly two hundred miles off.
and I don't know whether I can make connections."

"Oh, well, don't hurry! No doubt Walter will want to keep you with him