e is, sir," said the man sharply, "and right you are, though
she's only poor and belongs to my station of life. But, begging your
pardon, with all your Latin and Greek and study, you haven't found that
out."

"That I have," cried Glyn. "It's the cook."

The man turned scarlet and stood gazing at the boy with his mouth a
little way open.

"Why, who telled you, sir?" he stammered at last.

"She did," said Glyn quietly.

"What! My Emily told you that?" cried the man. "In them same words?"

"No; she never spoke to me in my life," replied Glyn. "Singh and I were
going down the garden one day, down one path, and she'd been to get some
parsley, while you were carrying in one of the garden chairs, and she
looked at you. That was enough, and we two laughed about it afterwards.
So you see we know."

"Well, I always did say as you was two sharp uns, sir," said the man.
And then confidentially, "Yes, sir, that's right. We have been thinking
about it for the last five years, and we'd like it to come off at any
time. For, you see, it's just the same with us, sir, as it is with rich
people--I mean, well-to-do people. It don't do to get married until you
see your way."

"Till you can see your way?" said Singh, frowning. "What does he mean
by that?"

"Oh, I'll soon tell you, sir. Money enough to make a fair start.
There's plenty of hard work to do here with the Doctor and such a large
family of you young gentlemen as he's got; but he's a very good master,
kind-hearted and just, and if any of us is unwell there's everything he
could want, and plenty of rest. And one don't like to give up a
comfortable home and start one that's worse. It's money that's in the
way, sir. We have both been saving ever since we were engaged; but it
takes a long time to make your saving much when you can only put away a
few pounds apiece every year."

"Oh, well, look here," cried Glyn; "if you'll promise not to get married
while we are here at the school, I'll give you--let's see, what shall I
say?--five pounds. I dare say father will give it to me.--Now, Singh,
what will you do?"

"Just the same," replied Singh.

"Thank you, gentlemen," cried Wrench. "Come, I call that handsome; but
you know," he added laughingly, "I shouldn't like to make any promises,
for I don't know what a certain lady would say. Thank you all the same,
both of you. You've both been very pleasant gentlemen and very nice
ever since you have been here. You