stay on a while, Miss Moffatt, right here. I want to analyze the food, it
puzzles me. Why just this kind of conglomeration should achieve such
results is interesting. I've gained five pounds in six days."

"And lost ten years," Margaret broke in. "I never thought of you as
young, Doctor Travers; professional men never do seem youthful; but
_here_ you're rather a good sort."

And Travers remained, much to the delight of the old housekeeper, who,
with a nurse and a doctor in command, cast all responsibility aside.

"Young Miss looks well," she confided to the proprietor's wife, who,
fortunately, could understand a word or so of English; "but folks is like
weather: the fairer they seem, the nearer a storm. When a day or a person
looks uncommonly fair--a weather breeder, says I, and generally, nine
times out of ten, I'm right. My young lady is too changed to be
comfortable. It's either a breaking up, or----" But here a shout for
"Mousey," silenced further prophecy.

The days ran along without cloud or shadow. Quite naturally, perhaps,
Priscilla began to think that a drama of life was being enacted in the
quiet, detached village. They three were always together, always enjoying
the same things, but certainly no man, so she thought, could be with
Margaret Moffatt long without falling at her feet. Gradually to Priscilla
Glenn this girl stood for all that was fine and perfect. In her she saw
all women as women should be. With the adoration she was so ready to give
to that which appealed to her, Priscilla lavished the wealth of her
affection upon Margaret Moffatt. Surely it was because of Margaret that
Doctor Travers stayed on, and became the life of the party. To be sure he
was tact itself in making Priscilla feel at ease; but that only confirmed