When a few medical questions had been put and answered, Dr. Norman placed himself on the hearthrug, looking down at his patient as he drew on his gloves.
"You are much better," he said cheerfully.
"Oh, you think so, do you? Well, I don't."
"Yes, I think so. I should like to prescribe you change of scene, Mr. Waldron."
"Want to be rid of me, I suppose. Well, I'm not going!"
"Change of thought might do equally well."
"I'm likely to get it, chained here by the leg, ain't I?"
"Well, change of thought comes by association, and is quite available; in fact, at the present moment I have in my carriage a small person who has given me much change of thought this morning."
"I can't see what good your change of thought will do me!" growled Mr. Waldron.
Dr. Norman regarded him speculatively.