s have no room to play, madam," he said; "her
heart is compressed. No one can expect to be healthy under such
circumstances."

"I have my own medical attendant, Dr. Wade," Mrs. Hannay said decidedly.

"No doubt, madam, no doubt. All I can say is, if his recommendations
are not the same as mine, he must be a downright fool. Very well, Miss
Hannay, I think we understand each other; I shall be on board by eleven
o'clock, and shall keep a sharp lookout for you. Don't be later than
twelve; she will warp out of the dock by one at latest, and if you miss
that your only plan will be to take the train down to Tilbury, and hire
a boat there."

"I shall be in time, sir," Isobel said.

"Well, I hope you will, but my experience of women is pretty extensive,
and I have scarcely met one who could be relied upon to keep an
appointment punctually. Don't laden yourself more than you can help with
little bags, and parcels, and bundles of all kinds; I expect you will
be three or four in a cabin, and you will find that there is no room
for litter. Take the things you will require at first in one or two
flat trunks which will stow under your berth; once a week or so, if the
weather is fine, you will be able to get at your things in the hold. Do
try if possible to pack all the things that you are likely to want to
get at during the voyage in one trunk, and have a star or any mark
you like painted on that trunk with your name, then there will be no
occasion for the sailors to haul twenty boxes upon deck. Be sure you
send all your trunks on board, except those you want in your cabin, two
days before she sails. Do you think you can remember all that?"

"I think so, Dr. Wade."

"Very well then, I'm off," and the Doctor shook hands with Isobel,
nodded to Mrs. Hannay and Helena, and hurried away.

"What a perfectly detestable little man!" Mrs. Hannay exclaimed, as the
door closed over him. "Your uncle must have been out of his senses to
select such an odious person to look after you on the voyage. I really
pity you, Isobel."

"I have no doubt he is very much nicer than he seems, mamma. Uncle said,
you know, in his letter last week, that he had written to Dr. Wade to
look after me, if, as he thought probable, he might be coming out in the
same ship. He said that he was a little brusque in his manner, but that
he was a general favorite, and one of the kindest hearted of men."

"A little brusque," Mrs. Hannay repeated scornfully. "If he is o