of Eastern vanity and pride in him.'"

"Quite true," said the Doctor softly; "but he has improved wonderfully
since he has been here."

"Yes, sir; but every now and then he has bad fits, and has wanted to
show off; but I was always able to stop him. Then, you see, sir--"

Glyn broke down, and as he met the Doctor's steady gaze he seemed to
make effort after effort to proceed, but in vain.

"I told you, my boy," said the Doctor encouragingly, "to speak to me as
if I were your father."

"Yes, sir, I know," cried Glyn passionately, "and I want to speak out
plainly and clearly, but it won't come."

"Yes," said the Doctor gravely; "it will, my boy. Go on to the end."

"Yes, sir," cried Glyn. "Well, sir, there has been all this trouble
about the belt when it was missed out of Singh's box."

The Doctor bowed his head.

"I seem to have been able to think of nothing else, and I couldn't do my
lessons--I could hardly eat my meals--and at night I couldn't sleep for
thinking about the belt and what my father would say about it being
lost."

The Doctor bowed his head again very slowly and solemnly, and fixed his
eyes once more upon Glyn's flushed face.

"You see, sir, my father said so much to me about Singh being as it were
in my charge, and told me how he trusted in my example, and in me being
ready to give Singh a sensible word whenever he was disposed to do
anything not becoming to an English lad."

"Exactly, my boy," said the Doctor. "Your father is a worthy trustee of
this young ward, and it will be a terrible shock to him when he hears of
this--er--er--accident and the loss."

"Yes, sir, for you see, as he is the old Maharajah's executor, the royal
belt was in his care till Singh is old enough to be his own master; and
father will feel that he is to blame for giving way and letting Singh
have it so soon."

"Exactly," said the Doctor; "but, my boy, it seems to me that you are
rather wandering away from your purpose, and are not telling me
everything exactly as I should wish."

"It's because, sir, it won't come; something seems to stop me. But I am
trying, sir."

"Well, I believe you, my boy," said the Doctor. "Go on."

"Yes, sir. Well, I told you that I could hardly eat or sleep for
thinking about it."

The Doctor sighed.

"And it seemed so horrid, sir, that so many people should be suspected
for what one person alone must have done."

"Yes," said the Doctor, fixing him with his eyes again; an