“The right treatment to a T,” said the doctor.
“Then be frank, Instow,” said Sir John; “what is the matter?”
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fight again, but it has been fostered too much. Dad here, in his pride of your attainments, has allowed you to go too far. He has thought it was a natural weakness and tendency to bad health which kept you from taking to outdoor life more, but neither he nor I had the least idea that you carried it to such an extent, and it did not show so much till you came home after this last half.”
“No, not till now, my boy,” said Sir John.
“The result of the grinding of the past four years is just coming out with a rush,” continued the doctor, “and if you went back to the school you would break down by the next holidays.”
“If I went back?” cried the boy. “If? Oh, I must go back. I am expected to take some of the principal prizes next year.”
“And lose the greatest prize that can be gained by a young man, my lad—health.”
“Hah!” sighed Sir John; “he is quite right, Jack, I am afraid.”