Chapter XXIII

Magic

Dr. Craven had been waiting some time at
the house when they returned to it. He had
indeed begun to wonder if it might not be wise to
send some one out to explore the garden paths.
When Colin was brought back to his room the
poor man looked him over seriously.

"You should not have stayed so long," he said.
"You must not overexert yourself."

"I am not tired at all," said Colin. "It has
made me well. To-morrow I am going out in the
morning as well as in the afternoon."

"I am not sure that I can allow it," answered
Dr. Craven. "I am afraid it would not be wise."

"It would not be wise to try to stop me," said
Colin quite seriously. "I am going."

Even Mary had found out that one of Colin's
chief peculiarities was that he did not know in
the least what a rude little brute he was with his
way of ordering people about. He had lived on
a sort of desert island all his life and as he had
been the king of it he had made his own manners

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