"Eh?" asked the Doctor. "What's that? I heard my name spoken, didn't I?"
"You did, Doctor, but quite respectfully," answered Eve.
"Respectfully!" grumbled the Doctor. "That's all age gets, just respect! Thirty years ago, madam, you wouldn't have dared to respect me! I beg your pardon, Miss Mullett; you are right, it is my first count. Fifteen-two, fifteen-four, fifteen-six, and a pair's eight and one's nine. And that puts me out!"
"Brute!" said Miss Mullett.
"Who won?" asked Eve.
"I, Miss Eve, but an empty victory since I have incurred this dear lady's displeasure," replied the Doctor, arising. "I had the misfortune to run out when she needed but one to win, an unpardonable crime in the game of cribbage, Mr. Herrick."
"I'm not sure we wouldn't hang you for that out our way, Doctor," said Wade, with a smile.
"Well, something ought to be done to him," grumbled Miss Mullett, closing the cribbage box with a snap.
"Madam, leave me to the reproaches of my conscience," advised the offender.
"Your conscience!" jeered Miss Mullett. "You haven't any. You're a doctor."