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CHAPTER I.
CHAPTER II.
CHAPTER III.
CHAPTER IV.
CHAPTER V.
CHAPTER VI.
CHAPTER VII.
CHAPTER VIII.
CHAPTER IX.
CHAPTER X.
CHAPTER XI.
CHAPTER XII.
CHAPTER XIII.
CHAPTER XIV.
CHAPTER XV.
CHAPTER XVI.
CHAPTER XVII.
CHAPTER XVIII.
CHAPTER XIX.
"To be frank with you, Mr. Diamond, I don't believe Dr. Bodkinunderstands my son's genius."
"I beg your pardon, madam, you said your son's——?"
"Genius, sir; the bent of his genius. Algy's is not a mechanical mind."
Mrs. Errington slightly tossed her head as she uttered the word"mechanical."
Mr. Diamond said "Oh!" and then sat silent.
The room was very quiet. The autumn day was fading, and the mingling oftwilight and firelight, and the stillness of the scene, were conduciveto mute meditation. It was a long, low room, with an uneven floor, awhitewashed ceiling crossed by heavy beams, and one large bow window. Itwas furnished with the spindle-legged chairs and tables in use in thela