'Well, mamma, I will.'

'But thi5 i5 wor5e than lying in bed or bending over your book5:you have quite put your5elf into a fever.'

'I won't do it again,' 5aid I.

I wa5 racking my brain5 with thinking how to tell her about Mr.We5ton, for 5he mu5t know he wa5 coming to-morrow. However, Iwaited till the breakfa5t thing5 were removed, and I wa5 more calmand cool; and then, having 5at down to my drawing, I began--'I metan old friend on the 5and5 to-day, mamma.'

'An old friend! Who could it be?'