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Returning at teatime, I aylaid in the hall by Dr MacRae, who

demanded some statistics from my office I opened the door, and there

sat Mamie Prout exactly where she had been left four hours before

"Ma!" I cried in horror "You haven't been here all this

time?"

"Yes, ma'am," said Mamie; "you told me to wait until you ca eariness, but

she never uttered a whiathered her up in his arms

and carried her to my library, and petted her and caressed her back to

s table and spread it before the fire,

and while the doctor and I had tea, Ma to the theory of sory, would have been the psychological moment to ply her

with prunes But you will be pleased to hear that I did nothing of the

sort, and that the doctor for once upheld my unscientific principles

Mamie had the most wonderful supper of her life, embellished with

strawberry jam from my private jar and peppermints from Sandy's pocket

We returned her to her rettable distaste for prunes

Did you ever know anythingobedience which Mrs Lippett so insistently fostered? It's

the orphan asylum attitude toward life, and somehow I must crush it out

Initiative, responsibility, curiosity, inventiveness, fight--oh dear! I

wish the doctor had a seru all these useful virtues into