It was very characteristic of her to ask as a favour what she might have demanded as a condition. The boy blushed crimson as he took the napoleon. "You are very kind," he said nervously. "Thank you. I won't so much as look at the Casino again."
"Well, Miss Lucy, a pretty scrape you have got me into!" said Lady Munro, as she joined the girls. "It will take fifteen pounds to set that boy on his feet again."
"Tell us all about it," said Lucy eagerly. "Who is he?"
"His name is Edgar Davidson, and he is a medical student."
"I knew it! No wonder I was interested in a brother of the cloth! What hospital?"
"I don't know."
"Is he going in for the colleges or for the university?"
"My dear child, how should I think of asking?"
"I suppose mother did not even enquire who his tailor was," said Evelyn quietly.
"I don't mind about his tailor, but it would interest me to know where he gets his scalpels sharpened. What brings him here during term?"