ny
could see that, and wondered why the Doctor should be so happy over
pulling a dead-beat family out of their troubles. Everybody knew Joe
Tressler. And Johnny understood that the Doctor had given up going away
on Joe's account ten days ago, when he took the case on the eve of his
departure. Johnny had seen his employer in all stages of tension since
that day, as he had driven him out, at first half-a-dozen times in the
twenty-four hours, to this same little old wreck of a house. Johnny had
driven him to other houses, also to one especially, in the city, where
the lad had sat and speculated much on the extremes of experience in the
life of a busy practitioner.

It was to this same house that Johnny took Burns next; a house reached
by a long drive through wonderful grounds, to a palace of a home within
which the man with his arm in the sling disappeared with precisely
the same rather brusque and hurried bearing characteristic of him
everywhere. But Johnny could not see within. If he had, his honest eyes
might have opened still wider.

On his way upstairs Burns was intercepted by the master of the house.

"You've decided to go with us, Doctor Burns, I hope?" The question
was put in the fashion of a person who expects but one answer. But the
answer proved to be not that one expected.

"I'm sorry, but I can't do it, Mr. Walworth." Burns's left hand, in the
cordial grip which expresses hearty liking, was retained while William
Walworth, who was accustomed to be able to arrange all things to his
pleasure by the simple expedient of paying whatever it might cost,
stared into the bright hazel eyes which met his with their usual
straightforward glance.

"Can't'! But you must, my dear Doctor, Pardon me, but I feel that no
ordinary considerations can be allowed to stand in the way. My daughter
needs your care on this journey. Her mother and I have agreed that her
wish to have you with us must be fulfilled. It's an essential factor in
her recovery."

"It's not essential at all, Mr. Walworth. Miss Evelyn is well started
on the road to full health; she has only to keep on. My going with you
would be a mere matter of pleasing her, and that's not in the least
necessary."

His smile softened the words which struck upon the ear of the magnate
with an unaccustomed sound. Mr. Walworth released Burns's hand, his
manner stiffening slightly.

"I must differ with you, Doctor. I feel that at this stage Evelyn's
pleasure is a thing to