"Four a day," Archie confessed with an air of resignation; "two in the morning and two before dinner." "Then you were doing your morning lap when I passed you. Only four miles a day?" "By the doctor's orders," he assented with the wistful smile that usually evoked sympathetic murmurs in feminine auditors. "Oh, the doctors!" remarked the girl as though she had no great opinion of doctors in general or of Mr. Bennett's medical advisers in particular. He was used to a great deal of sympathy and he was convinced that Miss Perry was an utterly unsympathetic person. "What would you call a good walk?" he asked a little tartly. "Oh, ten, twenty, thirty! I've done fifteen and gone to a dance at the end of the tramp." "But you haven't my handicap," he protested defensively. "You can't be very gay about walking when you're warned that excessive fatigue may have disastrous consequences!" She was not wholly without feeling for her face grew grave for a moment and she met his eyes searchingly, with something of the professional scrutiny to which he had long been accustomed. "Eyes clear; color very good; voice a trifle weak and suggesting timidity and feeble initiative. Introspective; a little self-conscious, and unimportant nervous symptoms indicated by the rolling of bread crumbs." "I've paid doctors large fees for telling me the same things," he said, hastily hiding the bread crumbs under the edge of his plate. "I wish you'd write those items down for me. I'm in earnest about that." "When did you say you were leaving town?" "Tomorrow evening. If you'll write out your diagnosis and any suggestions you may have as to my habits, diet and general course of life, I promise to put them into practice." "Your case interests me and I'll consider this matter of advising you." "I shall expect the document tomorrow afternoon!" "I should want to be very sure," she laughed, "that you were really leaving town and that I shouldn't see you for a long time--perhaps never again!" "That has an ominous sound, as though you were going to give me a death sentence! Is my case as bad as that?" "Not at all; but it calls for that disagreeable frankness we all dislike in our friends and very properly resent in mere acquaintances. I should be enormously embarrassed to meet you until after--" She paused and surveyed him once more, questioningly. The French lady was telling a story to the whole company, and they were obliged to give heed to it; and as Archie failed to catch the point of it Miss Perry very kindly gave him the clue. The talk was general for a few minutes and then he begged her to finish the sentence that had been left in the air.