well, i did get a surprise last evening while out strolling on the beach, for whom should i meet but "sawbones," otherwise chauffeur graham. he is having summer holidays now, and before settling down to some work to make money for his autumn college expenses, he snatched a day to get a whiff of sea air, he said.

he seemed very pleased to see me, and i was delighted to see him, and extended my hand to him in cordial greeting.

i know aunt gwendolin would object to her niece shaking hands with the chauffeur—it was the medical man i shook hands with.

i stayed out there as long as i dared, and we had a lovely stroll along the beach in the moonlight, the waves whispering at our feet as we walked and talked. chauffeur graham said that it always seemed to him that the waves were coming from the many far-off lands with their incessant pleadings that we carry our enlightenment and advantages to the suffering places of the earth.

that was the medical man speaking in him. he must be noble or he would never hear those voices in the waves.

how i wish it were proper for me to give him some of the money i do not know what to do with, so that he[pg 145] could go on with his studies and not need to work between times to earn a pittance.

grandmother says she is going to engage him again in the autumn, when we all return to the city; she knows him now, and feels safe in his hands, he is so careful.

"it is such a nuisance to have a man that you cannot command at any hour of the day—or night," said aunt gwendolin. "make him understand, if you engage him again, that all his time belongs to us. these gentlemen chauffeurs who are straining after a university education are unendurable!"

"he shall have whatever time he wants for his studies or examinations. it is the least i can do to show my sympathy with his life work," returned my grandmother.