'I think all ladies should learn cooking, Mr. Maude; and, indeed, many do now. The lessons are very expensive, certainly; but one never regrets either the time or the money when it is once learned,' said she. 'Servants never understand how things ought to be done unless there is some one able to give them a little guidance.' To all this conversation Ferguson listened with the amiability of an enraged bear restrained by iron bars from making a meal of his tormentors. Babiole had little attention to spare for any one but Ta-ta, with whom she had struck up a rapidly ripening friendship. 'Ta-ta has taken a fancy to you,' I said, smiling. 'She always likes the people I like,' I added, with the common fatuity of owners of pet animals. Upon this Mrs. Ellmer piped out 'Ta-ta, Ta-ta, Ta-ta!' until, to stop her, I beckoned the dog to her side of the table. But the collie, seeing that she had nothing better than a raisin to offer, merely sniffed at it, avoided the threatened caress, and slunk back to her old place by Babiole, in whose lap she rested her head contentedly. While her mother was still laughing shrilly at this misadventure, the child asked if they might see my monkey. 'Shall I take you to my study now,' said I, 'and show you how an old bachelor passes his evenings?' 'Is the monkey fond of you too, Mr. Maude?' asked Babiole, as I opened the door for them. 'I flatter myself that he is. At least I can boast that he flies at any one whom he suspects of doing me harm. Two months ago a doctor was attending me for a swelling on my neck. He came day after day, and To-to treated him with all the courtesy due to an honoured guest, until he decided one day that the swelling ought to be lanced, and took from his pocket a case of instruments. He had scarcely opened it when To-to, chattering and grimacing, sprang across the hearthrug with such violence that he broke his chain, and fastened his teeth in the doctor's hand.' 'What a savage brute!' exclaimed Mrs. Ellmer. Babiole thought it out as we crossed the hall, and then spoke gravely-- 'But the monkey was wrong, for the doctor never meant to hurt you,' she said, in her deliberate way. 'I suppose you gave him a good beating,' said Mrs. Ellmer. 'No, I didn't. I scolded him till we were alone together, for the sake of the doctor's feelings. But when he was gone I sneaked up to To-to's kennel and stroked him and gave him a beautiful bone. The scolding was for the mistake, you know, and the bone for the devotion.'