f for the doctor. The examination of the patient did not last long, and at its conclusion the doctor muttered something about the "workhouse--as of course, Mr. Granby, you are not prepared----" The look of imploring agony which flashed from the large, wide-open eyes made Lawrence sign to the doctor to follow him into another room; but before leaving Wikkey he gave him an encouraging nod, saying:
"All right, Wikkey. I'll come back. Well," he said, as they entered the sitting-room, "what do you think of him?"
"Think? There's not much thinking in the matter; the boy is dying, Mr. Granby, and if you wish to remove him you had better do so at once."
"How long will it be?"
"A week or so, I should say, or it might be sooner, though these cases sometimes linger longer than one expects. The mischief is of long standing, and this is the end."
Lawrence remained for some time lost in thought.
"Poor little chap!" he said at last, sadly.
"Well, thank you, doctor. Good-mornin