“Huh? Sir?”
“Are you an old friend of the Doctor’s? Known him all your life?”
“No, sir, I never saw him until yesterday.”
“Then don’t you think you’d better call him by his last name instead of his first? Did anyone tell you to call him Doctor Horace?”
“No, sir—that is, Ned Brent said his name was Horace, sir. I thought it was Webster.”
“You thought right. Never mind; the mistake was natural.” Mr. James smiled. “What’s your name?”
“John Boland, sir.”
“Boland?” The instructor wrote on a card. “All right. Peters!”
A youth at the back of the room stood up instantly beside his seat.