"’Eaps o’ money," continued Mr Harris, "but do you think my son Isaac vill ever get even a _sniff_ at it? Not ’e! Rebecca Nathan vill marry a gentleman, doctor dear--she’s only _usin_’ Isaac!" "Here’s the medicine, Mr Harris. Take a wine-glassful after each meal." "Vell, I don’t believe any medicine in the vorld vill do me any good," said Mr Harris, "but I’ll take it, so it von’t be vasted. Yes, I’ll be gettin’ back now. That velp Isaac, ’e’s goin’ to take Rebecca to a music-’all--yes, in the two-bob seats. ’E never spent more than sixpence on a seat in ’is life before. Larst veek ’e took ’er to ’ave ’er ’ead told by a phrenologist feller, and then ’e ’ad ’is own told, and came ’ome with it all swelled up because the phrenologist said ’e ’ad a big bump of locality and noo ’is vay about." At that moment the surgery bell rang, and directly after the little Chinaman fell bang on to his nose. Jim opened the door of communication. "It is your son," he informed Mr Harris. "Come in," he added, addressing the caller. The senior partner of the firm of Harris & Father strutted into the surgery. For Mount Street, his attire was resplendent, though, to be sure, the suit he had bought from the bookmaker seemed a couple of sizes too large for him. "Fader," he said, irritably, "’ow much longer am I to vait?" "I’m comin’, Isaac, I’m comin’," replied the old Jew, putting on his hat and seizing his medicine with trembling hands; "I vos only takin’ a little advice for my ’ealth, Isaac." "You vos takin’ all the evenin’ to take it," snapped Isaac; "come on--quick!" The old man nodded hurriedly to Jim and Koko, and left the surgery. The young Jew turned to Jim. "See ’ere," he said. "Ven my fader comes ’ere, send him ’ome sharp. That’s ’is place--’ome." "Your father is not at all well," said Jim, "so when he comes here I shall allow him to stay as long as he likes, if that is any comfort to him." "You’ve a nice sauce," said Master Harris, who felt very brave in his loud toggery. For reply, Jim inserted one finger inside Master Harris’s collar, conducted him (held thuswise) to the front door, and shot him into the street. And when Jim discovered that Miss Rebecca Nathan was waiting outside for Master Harris, and thus witnessed the latter’s discomfiture, he laughed a great laugh, and walked back to the surgery little thinking that his short way with Isaac Harris was destined to bring dire ill upon himself. *CHAPTER XIX.* *HARD PRESSED.* On the day preceding the departure of the students from Matt’s for the brief Christmas vacation, things were very lively indeed at the hospital.