"
"It was only three days ago," said John, "and Jock has been a new man
ever since he picked the poor fellow up on deck, but I'm not going to
let him stir to-night."
"Let me come with you, Johnny," entreated Sydney; "it will be so
nice! Oh, no, I don't mind the cold!"
"Here," added her brother, "take the poor fellow a sovereign."
"In compensation for the sudden cooling of your affection," said
Jock. "Well, if it is an excuse for an excursion with Sydney I'll
not interfere, but ask him for his sister's address in London, for I
promised to tell her about him."
"Oh," cried Babie, at the word 'London,' "then you have heard from
Dr. Medlicott?"
"I did once," said John, "with some very useful suggestions, but that
was a month ago or more."
"I meant," said Babie, "a letter he wrote for the chance of Jock's
getting it before he sailed. There's the assistant lectureship
vacant, and the Professor would not like anyone so much. It is his
own appointment, not an election matter, and he meant to keep it open
till he could get an answer from Jock."
"When was this?" asked Jock, flushing with eagerness.
"The 20th. Dr. Medlicott came down to Fordham for Sunday, to ask if
it was worth while to telegraph, or if I thought you would be well
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