To Michael he explained that when they proffered a fee of fifty dollars, the pair of them would "come a-runnin'." Among the host of acquaintances made in their cabaret-life, two were destined, very immediately, to play important parts in the lives of Daughtry and Michael.

The first, a politician and a doctor, by name Emory--Walter Merritt Emory--was several times at Daughtry's table, where Michael sat with them on a chair according to custom.

Among other things, in gratitude for such kindnesses from Daughtry, Doctor Emory gave his office card and begged for the privilege of treating, free of charge, either master or dog should they ever become sick.

In Daughtry's opinion, Dr.Walter Merritt Emory was a keen, clever man, undoubtedly able in his profession, but passionately selfish as a hungry tiger.

As he told him, in the brutal candour he could afford under such changed conditions: "Doc, you're a wonder.