Then up steps the girl and "I'll go," says she--heaven knows why or what took her, except the contrariness of woman.

However, there she is! D'ye see ?' And Mr.
Thomasson winked.
'Tommy,' said Sir George, staring at him, 'I see that you're a d--d rascal!' The tutor, easy and smiling, protested.

'Fie, Sir George,' he said.
'What harm is in it?
To tend the sick, my dear sir, is a holy office.
And if in this case harm come of it--' and he spread out his hands and paused.
'As you know it will,' Sir George cried impulsively.
But Mr.Thomasson shrugged his shoulders.

'On the contrary, I know nothing,' he answered.

'But--if it does, Mr.Dunborough's position is such that--hem! Well, we are men of the world, Sir George, and the girl might do worse.' Sir George had heard the sentiment before, and without debate or protest.