Up the Hill and Over

mething cool and kind

andkerchief ... the pain had dulled to a slow throbbing ... if he opened his eyes he would know who licked his hand and what it was that lay upon hi

to decide the quest

y comfortably weary, deliciously drowsy. Had he been at home in his own bed he would have turned ove

hion and close beside him, with comforting nose thrust into his open palm, lay a ferocious-looking bull pup. The pup grinned

oor of a white building; neither stoop nor building had he ever seen before. Again the dog barked, loudly, and as if in answer to the bark, the door above the stoop opened and a young girl came out. She cast a casual glance at him as he la

sensation; an almost forgotten feeling to

ion came. He was hungry! But what an unkind, inconside

," he sugge

irl smiled approvingly

ard, sir. Run away

ay. Callandar's sense of injury deepened. The girl had b

r. Tramp?" asked t

I am starving!" Then, as the blissful meaning of this first feeling o

se in the girl's voice. She proceeded

ossession. Money cannot buy it, skill cannot com

such a dear little smile that for a moment its

said warmly, "that

te of the second sandwich, "until now I had always thought that hunger

llandar a little stiff

she was a most unkind and heartless girl, for all that. Never while he lived would he ask her for a san

Jo

pped all his pockets carefully. The pocketbook was in none of them-and he

st place where money would be of use is Coombe, and Coombe is a full mile away. It is a pity that my principles, and t

bitterly, "bu

one if you were to ask prettily and to apologise to me for ma

w-the pump, the avenging angel! (Had this been the avenging an

a boyish sho

hes left," she warned him.

ease!"

he used that tone; a persuasive charm, a trace of

"If I remember rightly I was hardly in a condition to contradict you. Not but t

u fainted I knew.

t e

! And besides-loo

looked, a

" he ve

rceptible reason a tiny blush fluttered across the whiteness of her face like a roseleaf chased

you aren't a tramp. I know what you

come to

re if you hadn't dropped this out of your pocket." Wi

he admitted. "All the same I don't know where it came from. Some one must

ions. You are a doct

are the doctor who i

s's pra

his pillow with a look of de

am!" he

s if you had ju

forgotten it-temporari

suppose you know," she said with quite a motherly air, "

do with a little more of it), "I could hardly manage a big one just now. As you may have noticed, my health is r

mmonds, not Sim

the name with the pr

ch nicer, don

ell-known name is

octor was genui

p? What do

ne you meet," with a mischievous smile, "will say, 'Callandar-ah! no relation to Dr. Henry Callan

idea that the Montreal man would be known up

k brows in a way which expressed

"I must go now. It is time to ring the

ee, the white stoop and the small white building were situated in a little, quiet oasis separated by a low f

a school!"

daintily flicking the crumb

I really must ring the bell." She flicked another invisible cru

live it down. It isn't as if I were just out of college, you know.-In fact," as if the thought

ou," she said. "Young doctors are often no use at all. A great many people prefer doctors to be older! I know, you see, for my father was a doctor. He was Dr. Coom

introduction with a bow an

should take Dr. Spifkin's practice, I hope I may see you so

l. But before you go-" with a gleeful smile she handed him his lost pocketbook-"this fell out of your coat when I pull-helped you under the tree.

omradeship; then with a startled "I really must

iting musingly until a sudden furious