Miss Margaret promptly covered her letter with a blotter, corked the raspberry-ade, and rose.
"Done a'ready?" asked the doctor.
"For the present, yes."
"See here oncet, Teacher!"
He suddenly fixed her with his small, keen eyes as he drew from the pocket of his shabby, dusty coat a long, legal-looking paper.
"I have here," he said impressively, "an important dokiment, Teacher, concerning of which I desire to consult you perfessionally."
"Yes?"
"You just stay settin'; I'll fetch a chair and set aside of you and show it to you oncet."
He drew a chair up to the table and Margaret reluctantly sat down, feeling annoyed and disappointed at this interruption of her letter, yet unwilling, in the goodness of her heart, to snub the little man.
The doctor bent near to her and spoke confidentially.