“Indeed!” said Murray, smiling, and noticing that the ladies both looked serious.
“Well, you see,” said the doctor rather confusedly—“do pray light a cigar, I’ll set you an example—you see there is the rajah.”
Ned looked up sharply at the doctor, and then darted a look of intelligence at his daughter.
“What about him?” said Murray abruptly.
“Well, you see,” said the doctor, hesitatingly, “he might think—but you are going shooting and collecting, you say?”
“Yes.”
“Well, you ought to ask his permission.”
“What!” said Murray, laughing. “My dear sir, you talk as if this were a gentleman’s estate, and he kept gamekeepers.”
“Well, yes,” said the doctor, smiling; “it is so on a large scale.”
“How far does it extend? We will not begin shooting till we are quite beyond his patch.”