His long sigh of relief was joined to the sighs of the others when Patsy finished.

The Young Doctor rose to go, and the others rose also.
"That's a wonderful story, Patsy," said the Young Doctor to him; and he added quizzically: "You tell it so well because you've told it so often before, I suppose ?" "Aw, well, that's it, I expect," answered the Irishman coolly.
"I thought so," responded the Young Doctor.

"Now, how many times do you think you've told that story before, Patsy ?" "About a hundred, I should think; or no--I should think about two hundred times," answered Patsy shamelessly.
"I thought so," said the Young Doctor, but before turning to go into the house, he leaned and whispered in his ear: "Patsy, you're the most beautiful liar that ever come out of Ireland." "Aw, Doctor dear!" said Patsy softly.
They all moved towards the house, save Louise.

"Please, I want to stay behind a minute or two," she said, as she held out a hand to the Young Doctor.

"Don't wait for me.