"There! that is Cousin Arthur, I presume," said Edward Travilla,
hastening to the instrument.

His answering ring and "Hello!" were quickly replied to, and the next
moment he announced to the company, "It was Arthur. He says all is
right, and Rosie may send as warm an invitation as possible. They will
be only too glad to receive the three Crolys as their guests."

"Oh, that is good!" cried Rosie. "Now I shall be able to send my reply
by to-morrow's early mail."

"Yes, Cousin Arthur was very kindly prompt; as indeed he always is,"
said her mother.

"Quite true, mother," said Harold; "and Herbert and I try to copy him in
that, feeling that it is very necessary in a physician to be ready,
able, and willing to answer a call for his services with expedition."

"That it is, laddie," responded Cousin Ronald, "for a life sometimes
depends on getting quick help frae the doctor. The life of a faithfu'
medical mon is one of toil and self-denial; a fact that has made me
wonder that you and your Cousin Herbert, here, chose it rather than a
vocation that wad be somewhat easier."

"It is a hard life in some respects," Harold answered; "but there is
something very delightful in having and using the ability to relieve
suffering, and surely one who professes to be a follower of Christ
should be seeking to do good to others rather than courting his own ease
and enjoyment."