l right now. You see I had
to listen to what the Doctor said. Why, he tells me that you fellows
showed them all down here how to deal with a rowdy elephant."

"Singh did, father."

"Well done, boy! You see, that's one great advantage in learning.
Nearly everything comes useful some time or other, and--There, let me
see," he continued, referring to his watch. "I must be off. Visit too
long as it is. Ring the bell, one of you. I want to see the Doctor
again before I go."

"And you will get us leave, sir?" cried Singh, as he returned from
pulling at the bell.

"Oh yes, I'll manage that. Seven o'clock, boys, military time; and now
you both be off; but mind this, I am going to finish my lecture after
dinner, for I am not satisfied with what I said. There, right about
face! March!"

As the boys reached the door the handle was turned and the Doctor
entered the room.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN.

A LITTLE BIT ABOUT THE PAST.

"Well, boys, glad to see you! Did Dr Justinian say anything to you
about coming away to-night?"

"No, father; but--Dr Justinian--who do you mean?"

"Why, your law-maker and instructor. He spoke very seriously to me
about breaking his laws and rules. Well, here you are. Come along.
The dining-room is this way.--I have been very busy since I saw you,
Singh. I have seen the cook and given him a good talking to, and he has
promised us a regular Indian dinner, with curry."

The Colonel laid his hand on Singh's shoulder, and they passed out into
the hall of the hotel.

As they were crossing, Morris entered from the other side, nodded and
smiled to the boys, raised his hat to the Colonel, who stared at him,
and then passing on, went up to the office to speak to the manager.

"Friend of yours, boys?" said the Colonel. "Yes, father; one of our
masters."

"Oh! What brings him here?"

"I don't know, father. Perhaps he thought you might ask him to dinner."

"Ho!" said the Colonel, with a snort. "Then he thought wrong. Ah--but
one moment! Would you like me to ask him, my boy?"

"Oh no," cried Glyn, with a look of dismay. "We want you all to
ourselves, father."

"But you, Singh; would you like him to join us?"

The boy shrugged his shoulders and shook his head.

"No," he said; "I think like Glyn does," and Singh clung in a boyish,
affectionate manner to the stalwart Colonel's arm, greatly to that
gentleman's satisfaction.

"Then we will have our snug little dinner all to ours