That brought the experiment to a conclusion, and when the machine had been taken back dry to the workshop, as it had been proved that it was only labour in a novel way and much increased, Vane broke it up, and the doctor, when the bills were paid, said quietly:
“I think Vane will have a rest now for a bit.”
Chapter Thirty.
Money Troubles.
“Going out, Vane?”
“Only to the rectory, uncle; want me?”
“No, my boy, no,” said the doctor, sadly. “Er—that is, I do want to have a chat with you, but another time will do.”
“Hadn’t you better tell me now, uncle,” said Vane. “I don’t like to go on waiting and thinking that I have a scolding coming, and not know what it’s about.”