A look of despair came across the man’s face, as in true servant fashion he turned to obey orders, and went straight to the door.
“Stop,” said Sir John. “That way of obeying orders has quite convinced me that you will be our man. You shall see about your outfit at once.”
“And go, Sir John?” faltered the man, as if he could not believe his luck.
“Yes.”
“Hoo—”
He was going to add “ray!” but he recollected himself, and went quickly and promptly out of the room.
“The very fellow, Meadows,” said the doctor.
“Yes,” said Sir John. “He’ll do.”
“Then one knot is solved,” cried the doctor. “I had come in to consult you upon that very point.”
“A man?”