It needed but a keen glance and an application of the stethoscope to tell the doctor that there was grave mischief at work. "It is a pity I was not sent for last night," he said. Then he moved away from the cot, where the bright eyes of the sick baby were fixing him with a too penetrating stare. He walked across the large nursery. Awdrey followed him. "The child is very ill," said the doctor. "What do you mean?" replied Awdrey. "Very ill--do you infer that the child is in danger?" "Yes, Awdrey, he is undoubtedly in danger. Double pneumonia has set in. Such a complaint at his tender age cannot but mean very grave danger. I only hope we may pull him through." "We must pull him through, doctor. Margaret," continued her husband, his face was white as death, "Dr. Rumsey says that the child is in danger." "Yes," answered Margaret. She was as quiet in her manner as he was excited and troubled. She laid her hand now with great tenderness on his arm. The touch was meant to soothe him, and to assure him of her sympathy. Then she turned her eyes to fix them on the doctor. "I know you will do what you can," she said. There was suppressed passion in her words. "Rest assured I will," he answered. "Of course," cried Awdrey. "Listen to me, Dr. Rumsey, not a stone must be left unturned to pull the child through. You know what his life means to us--to his mother and me. We cannot possibly spare him--he must be saved. Had we not better get other advice immediately?" "It is not necessary, but you must please yourselves," answered Rumsey. "I am not a specialist as regards lung affections, although this case is perfectly straightforward. If you wish to have a specialist I shall be very glad to consult with Edward Cowley." "What is his address? I'll go for him at once," said Awdrey. Dr. Rumsey sat down, wrote a short note and gave it to Awdrey, who hurried off with it. Dr. Rumsey looked at Mrs. Awdrey after her husband had left the room. "It is marvellous," he said, "what a change for the better this illness has made in your husband's condition." Her eyes filled slowly with tears. "Is his health to be won back at such a price?" she asked--she turned once again to the sick child's bed. "God grant not," said the doctor--"rest satisfied that what man can do to save him I will do." "I know that," she replied.