She marked the Litany sentence for him, and meant to
have thrown her own heart into it, but when the moment came, her mind
was far astray, building vague castles about her boys.
Still she felt as if her church going had its reward, for Dr. Leslie
met her a little way outside the porch, and, after asking after her
boy, said—-
"I hope his brother explained to you that Higg is quite to be
trusted. He always knows what he can do, and when a case is beyond
him. If I had come there would have been nothing for me to do."
"There!" said Jock, triumphantly to his brother and sister.
"Much you know about it," grunted Bobus.
"Mother Carey was right. She always is," persisted Jock.
"It would have been just the same if the man had known nothing about
it," said Janet. "I hate your irregular practitioners, and it was
very weak in mother to encourage them." Then, as Bobus snarled at
the censure of his mother-—"You said so yourself yesterday."
"I didn't say any such beastly thing of mother. She could tell
whether it was just a simple dislocation, and she was right, having
ever so much more sense than _you_, Janet."
"You didn't say so yesterday," repeated Janet.
"I don't like irregular practitioners a bit better than you do,
Janet," said Bobus with dignity; "and I thought it right to call in
a qualified surgeon, but I never said mother couldn't judge.
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