“I have come to take Ernest away from you,” said Jack. “He looks a trifle paler than usual, and a day’s outing will stir the red corpuscles in his blood.”

“I have no doubt that you will take very good care of him,” Reginald replied.

“Where shall we go?” Ernest asked, absent-mindedly.

But he did not hear the answer, for Reginald’s scepticisms had more deeply impressed him than he cared to confess to himself.