tor. He says he
will be all right in a few days."

I knew she had pulled herself up on the point of saying, "after your
wedding."

Dr. Molyneux smiled humorously.

"Sure, the world's divided into two classes," he said--"the people who
are always wanting to see the doctor, and the people who won't see him
at all. Supposing I were to pay my respects to Lord St. Leger--it would
be hardly polite to go away without doing it."

"You might be able to judge, perhaps----" began my grandmother.

"Or I might be able to get over his prejudices, Lady St. Leger. He isn't
the first that wouldn't see me; and some of them couldn't see enough of
me at the end," he said, getting up with that cheery confidence in his
face and manner that must have put many a sick man on the road to
recovery.

When my grandfather came into the drawing-room before dinner he came and
kissed me, and said, "Poor little Bawn!" with an almost excessive
tenderness. Afterwards he mentioned that Dr. Molyneux had said that they
were not to be anxious about me.

"I didn't think one of the tribe could be so pleasant," he went on. "He
is greatly interested in my swords, and knows as much of the history of
weapons as I do and more, for he told me where some of them came from
about which I was uncertain."

My grandmother told me afterwards with awe that Dr. Molyneux had talked
about everything but health, and had had all grandpapa's collection of
weapons down from the walls and out of their cases, and had not seemed
to look at grandpapa except in the most casual way; but afterwards had
startled her by asking, "What's on his mind, Lady St. Leger, when he
isn't talking of the swords? Till that is removed I can do little for
his body." I saw it was a ray of light to her through the troubles that
my grandfather had taken kindly to the doctor, and I was very glad.

The next day was the last but one before my wedding, and at last the
Cottage was ready for occupation. So great was my lover's desire to
inhabit it that he had already moved his belongings over there from
Damerstown and was sleeping there. On the afternoon of that day he came
for me to go with him to see and approve of what he had done.

He was so greatly excited about it that he did not notice my reluctance
to go, or perhaps he was used to my way with him, which was surely the
most grudging that ever lover had to endure.

I rather thought my grandmother might have forbidden it. She had always
been so