"I think I have taken sufficient exercise, and now prefer rest and sleep," he answered laughingly, as he drew her on toward the doorway.
As Lucilla came tripping down the stairway the next morning, Harold was passing through the lower hall.
"Good-morning, Lu," he said, looking up at her.
"Good-morning, Dr. Travilla," she returned demurely.
"What!" he exclaimed, "what's that you are calling me?"
"Dr. Travilla. That's your name, isn't it?"
"Yes—to strangers and people not related to me; but—you called me 'uncle' yesterday."
"But you're not my uncle, and it seems you intend to become my brother-in-law, so——"
"So Harold without the 'uncle' would be the most appropriate name, wouldn't it?"