fessor smile as well. The
cold stern look passed away, and he held out his hand to the lawyer.

"Agreed, sir," he said. "If the doctor gives his consent, we will all
three go, and, please Heaven, we will restore our young friend here his
health and strength."

"Agreed, sir; with the doctor's consent or without," cried the lawyer,
grasping the extended hand. "By George, we must begin to make our
preparations at once! and as for the doctor--Oh, here he is!"

For there was a double knock, and directly after Mrs Dunn, appearing
very much agitated, ushered in the doctor, who did not look quite so
cool as he did when he left.

"Oh!" he ejaculated, "I was afraid from Mrs Dunn's manner that
something was wrong."

"No, doctor, nothing," said the lawyer. "We only want to ask you what
you think of our young friend here being taken to spend the winter in
Turkey."

"Admirable!" said the doctor, "if it could be managed."

"Oh, Doctor Shorter!" wailed Mrs Dunn, "I thought you would stop this
mad plan."

"There, madam, there!" cried the lawyer; "what did I say?"

"But he is not fit to move," cried Mrs Dunn, while the boy's cheeks
were flushed, and his eyes wandered eagerly from speaker to speaker.

"Only with care," said the doctor. "I should not take a long sea trip,
I think; but cross to Paris, and then go on gently, stopping where you
pleased, to Brindisi, whence the voyage would be short."

"The very thing!" cried the lawyer, giving one emphatic blow with his
nose. "What do you say, professor?"

"It is the plan I had arranged if I had gone alone," was the reply; "and
I think if Doctor Shorter will furnish us with the necessary
medicines--"

"He requires change more than medicines," said the doctor. "Care
against exertion, and--there, your own common sense will tell you what
to do."

"Doctor! doctor! doctor!" sobbed Mrs Dunn; "I didn't think it of you.
What's to become of me?"

"You, madam?" replied the doctor. "You can read and write letters to
our young friend here, and thank Heaven that he has friends who will
take him in charge and relieve him from the risk of another winter in
our terrible climate."

"Hear, hear!" and "No, no!" cried the lawyer. "Doctor Shorter, ours is
not a bad climate, and I will not stand here and listen to a word
against it. Look at me, sir! Thirty years in Sergeant's Inn--fog,
rain, snow, and no sunshine; and look at me, sir--look at me!"

"My dear sir," said the doctor s