'Yes,' she hesitated, in evident confusion and distress. 'You are all very kind, but we must see what Henry says.' 'I have spoken to Henry! He answers for our patching Leonard up for next week; and I have great faith in Dr. Neptune.' Leonard's looks were as bright as Averil's were disturbed. 'Thank you, thank you very much! but can he possibly be well enough for the journey?' Leonard's eyes said 'I shall.' 'A week will do great things,' said Dr. May, 'and it is a very easy journey--only four hours' railway, and a ten miles' drive.' Averil's face was full of consternation; and Leonard leant forward with hope dancing in his eyes. 'You know the place,' continued Dr. May, 'Coombe Hole. Quite fresh, and unhackneyed. It is just where Devon and Dorset meet. I am not sure in which county; but there's a fine beach, and beautiful country. The Riverses found it out, and have been there every autumn; besides sending their poor little girl and her governess down when London gets too hot. Flora has written to the woman of the lodgings she always has, and will lend them the maid she sends with little Margaret; so they will be in clover.' 'Is it not a very long way!' said Averil, thinking how long those ten yards of lawn had seemed. 'Not as things go,' said Dr. May. 'You want Dr. Spencer to reproach you with being a Stoneborough fungus. There are places in Wales nearer by the map, but without railway privilege; and as to a great gay place, they would all be sick of it.' 'Do you feel equal to it? as if you should like it, Leonard?' asked his sister, in a trembling would-be grateful voice. 'Of all things,' was the answer. Ethel thought the poor girl had suffered constraint enough, and that it was time to release the boy from his polite durance, so she rose to take leave, and again Leonard pulled himself upright to shake hands. 'Indeed,' said Ethel, when Averil had followed them into the drawing-room, 'I am sorry for you. It would go very hard with me to make Aubrey over to any one! but if you do trust him with me, I must come and hear all you wish me to do for him.' 'I cannot think that he will be able or glad to go when it comes to the point,' said Averil, with a shaken tone. Dr. May was nearer than she thought, and spoke peremptorily. 'Take care what you are about! You are not to worry him with discussions. If he can go, he will; if not, he will stay at home; but pros and cons are prohibited. Do you hear, Averil!' 'Yes; very well.' 'Papa you really are very cruel to that poor girl,' were Ethel's first words outside. 'Am I? I wouldn't be for worlds, Ethel. But somehow she always puts me in a rage. I wish I knew she was not worrying her brother at this moment!'