"I thought they were only fit for fine ladies." Dr.May smiled.

"Well, will it content you if I promise that as soon as I see fit, I'll bring you here, and let you march over that bridge as often as you like ?" "I suppose I must be contented, but I don't like to feel like a fool." "You need not, while the moral determination is sound." "But my Greek, papa." "At it again--I declare, Norman, you are the worst patient I ever had!" Norman made no answer, and Dr.May presently said, "Well, let me hear what you have to say about it.

I assure you it is not that I don't want you to get on, but that I see you are in great need of rest." "Thank you, papa.

I know you mean it for my good, but I don't think you do know how horrid it is.

I have got nothing on earth to do or care for--the school work comes quite easy to me, and I'm sure thinking is worse; and then"-- Norman spoke vehemently--"now they have put me up, it will never do to be beaten, and all the four others ought to be able to do it.