“Who?”
“Just wait and see.”
Archie did wait. Indeed he had to; for the doctor left express orders that he was not to be disturbed.
The evening sun was streaming over the hills when Sarah entered next day and gave a look towards the bed.
“I’m awake, Sarah.”
“It’s Bob,” said Sarah, “and t’other little gent. They be both a-comin’ upstairs athout their boots.”
Archie was just wondering what right Sarah had to call Bob Cooper by his christian name, when Bob himself came quietly in.
“Ah!” he said, as he approached the bed, “you’re beginning to look your old self already. Now who is this, think you?”
Archie extended a feeble white hand.
“Why, Whitechapel!” he exclaimed joyfully. “Wonders will never cease!”