"Just up?" asked the junior.
"Yes," interposed Mrs. Terry, "and he should be in his bed. See how tired he looks, Mr. Henty."
Evan laughed.
"Mother would be jealous," he said, "if she knew how well Mrs. Terry treated me."
The kind woman smiled, pleased.
"I can't make much headway," she said, coughing, "for what I try to do the bank goes and undoes."
"That's true enough," interjected the teller.
"And now this inspection affair is on," continued Mrs. Terry, "I'm afraid they'll lay him up."
Henty blushed tremendously, but looked steadily at Mrs. Terry, as he said:
"I sure envy your boarder."