"You aren't used to
prevarication, and that is what is demanded at this time. We were
talking about--ah--about--er--"
"Tut! tut!" ejaculated the School-master. "We were only saying we
thought the--er--the--that the--"
"What _are_ the first symptoms of insanity, Doctor?" observed the Idiot,
with a look of wonder at the three shuffling boarders opposite him, and
turning anxiously to the physician.
"I wish you wouldn't talk shop," retorted the Doctor, angrily. Insanity
was one of his weak points.
"It's a beastly habit," said the School-master, much relieved at this
turn of the conversation.
"Well, perhaps you are right," returned the Idiot. "People do, as a
rule, prefer to talk of things they know something about, and I don't
blame you, Doctor, for wanting to keep out of a medical discussion. I
only asked my last question because the behavior of the Bibliomaniac and
Mr. Whitechoker and the School-master for some time past has worried me,
and I didn't know but what you might work up a nice little practice
among us. It might not pay, but you'd find the experience valuable, and
I think unique."
"It is a fine thing to have a doctor right in the house," said Mr.
Whitechoker, kindly, fearing that the Doctor's manifest indignation
might get the better of him.
"That," returned the Idiot, "is an assertion, Mr. Whitechoker, that is
both true and untrue. There are times when a physician is an ornament to
a boarding-house; times when he is not.
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