"I don't know that," said the doctor; "he's hale and wiry enough. The only difficulty that I can see, is Mrs. Mole."
"I'll undertake to get over that," said Jack.
"You will?"
"Yes."
"It is settled then," said the physician, with a smile.
"Good."
"What would do him more good than all the physic in the world, would be to send him after your son."
"My Jack!"
"Yes."
"Impossible. Why, Jack is en route for Turkey."