Don't forget to-morrow night." Mills called the following forenoon.

Ever since Neil's accident he had made it his duty to inquire daily after him, and the two were getting very well acquainted.

Neil likened Mills to a crab--rather crusty on the outside, he told himself, but all right when you got under the shell.
Neil was getting under the shell.
To-day, after Neil had reported on his state of health and spirits, he brought out Sydney's diagram.

Mills examined it carefully, silently, for some time.

Then he nodded his head.
"Not bad; rather clever.