. It is a pity that my principles, and the principles of the school-board, should be all against the feeding of tramps. Otherwise I might offer you a sandwich."
"You might," bitterly, "but I doubt it!"
"Even now, putting the school-board aside, I might offer you one if you were to ask prettily and to apologise to me for making rather a fool of me this morning over there by the pump!"
The pump! Why, of course, the pump! It all came back to him now--the pump, the avenging angel! (Had this been the avenging angel?) The avenging dog!--Oh, heaven, was that the avenging dog?
He burst into a boyish shout of laughter.
"There are only two sandwiches left," she warned him. The doctor stopped laughing.
"Oh, please!" he said.
There was something very pleasant about him when he used that tone; a persuasive charm, a trace of command. The girl liked it--and passed a sandwich.
"Anyway it was you who took for granted that I was a tramp," he smiled at her. "If I