not repeat. It chiefly had reference to
Storr Alley and to Percy.

"He is down at Watford seeing a friend to-night. We expect him back to-
morrow morning. How happy he will be! By the way," added Mr Rimbolt,
a moment afterwards, "now I remember, there is a train leaves Euston for
Overstone at 12:30, half an hour after Percy's train comes in. How
should you like to meet him, and run down with him for a week or two to
Wildtree? He sadly wants a change, and my books sadly want looking
after there. You will have the place to yourselves, but perhaps you
won't mind that."

Jeffreys flushed with pleasure at the proposal. It was the very
programme he would have selected. But for a moment his face clouded, as
he glanced towards Forrester.

"I don't know whether I ought to leave him?"

"He is with his guardian, you know, and could not be in better
quarters."

"Then--you know I have--that is, you know--there are two--babies."

Raby, however, when the question was subsequently discussed, expressed
herself fully equal to the care of these promising infants until a home
could be found for them; and Forrester, for his part, declared that
Jeffreys must and should go to Wildtree.

"Can't you see I don't want you any more?" said he. "This sofa's so
comfortable, I'm certain I shall sleep a fortnight straight away, and
then my guardian and I have no end of business to talk over, haven't we,
guardian? and you'd really be in the way."

So it was settled. The whole party retired early to bed after their
exciting day. Jeffreys slept for the last time between the babies, and
could scarcely believe, when he awoke, that he was not still in Storr
Alley.

Still less could Tim when he awoke realise where he was. For the John
he was accustomed to stood no longer in his weather-beaten, tattered
garments, but in the respectable librarian's suit which he had left
behind him at Clarges Street, and which now, by some mysterious agency,
found itself transferred to his present room.

Tim resented the change, and bellowed vehemently for the space of an
hour, being joined at intervals by his younger brother, and egged on by
the mocking laughter of young Forrester, who was enjoying the exhibition
from the adjoining chamber.

For once Jeffreys could do nothing with his disorderly infants, and was
compelled finally to carry them down one under each arm, to the sitting-
room, where Raby came to the rescue, and thus established her clai