lie　down。　　He　tried　to　rise；　but　the　deep　blue　chasm　before　the
  window　seemed　to　be　swelling　up　to　meet　him；　the　bed　slowly　sinking
  into　its　oblivious　profundity。　　He　knew　no　more。
  He　came　to　with　the　smell　and　taste　of　some　powerful　volatile
  spirit；　and　the　vague　vision　of　Mr。　Bradley　still　standing　at　the
  window　of　the　mill　and　vibrating　with　the　machinery；　this　changed
  presently　to　a　pleasant　lassitude　and　lazy　curiosity　as　he
  perceived　Mr。　Bradley　smile　and　apparently　slip　from　the　window　of
  the　mill　to　his　bedside。　　〃You're　all　right　now；〃　said　Bradley；
  cheerfully。
  He　was　feeling　Mainwaring's　pulse。　　Had　he　really　been　ill　and　was
  Bradley　a　doctor？
  Bradley　evidently　saw　what　was　passing　in　his　mind。　　〃Don't　be
  alarmed；〃　he　said　gayly。　　〃I'm　not　a　doctor；　but　I　practise　a
  little　medicine　and　surgery　on　account　of　the　men　at　the　mill；　and
  accidents；　you　know。　　You're　all　right　now；　you've　lost　a　little
  blood：　but　in　a　couple　of　weeks　in　this　air　we'll　have　that
  tubercle　healed；　and　you'll　be　as　right　as　a　trivet。〃
  〃In　a　couple　of　weeks！〃　echoed　Mainwaring；　in　faint　astonishment。
  〃Why；　I　leave　here　to…morrow。〃
  〃You'll　do　nothing　of　the　kind〃　said　Mrs。　Bradley；　with　smiling
  peremptoriness；　suddenly　slipping　out　from　behind　her　husband。
  〃Everything　is　all　perfectly　arranged。　　Jim　has　sent　off　messengers
  to　your　friends；　so　that　if　you　can't　come　to　them；　they　can　come
  to　you。　　You　see　you　can't　help　yourself！　　If　you　WILL　walk　fifteen
  miles　with　such　lungs；　and　then　frighten　people　to　death；　you　must
  abide　by　the　consequences。〃
  〃You　see　the　old　lady　has　fixed　you；〃　said　Bradley；　smiling；　〃and
  she's　the　master　here。　　Come；　Mainwaring；　you　can　send　any　other
  message　you　like；　and　have　who　and　what　you　want　here；　but　HERE　you
  must　stop　for　a　while。〃
  〃But　did　I　frighten　you　really？〃　stammered　Mainwaring；　faintly；　to
  Mrs。　Bradley。
  〃Frighten　us！〃　said　Mrs。　Bradley。　　〃Well；　look　there！〃
  She　pointed　to　the　window；　which　commanded　a　view　of　the　veranda。
  Miss　Macy　had　dropped　into　the　vacant　chair；　with　her　little　feet
  stretched　out　before　her；　her　cheeks　burning　with　heat　and　fire；
  her　eyes　partly　closed；　her　straw　hat　hanging　by　a　ribbon　round　her
  neck；　her　brown　hair　clinging　to　her　ears　and　forehead　in　damp
  tendrils；　and　an　enormous　palm…leaf　fan　in　each　hand　violently
  playing　upon　this　charming　picture　of　exhaustion　and　abandonment。
  〃She　came　tearing　down　to　the　mill；　bare…backed　on　our　half…broken
  mustang；　about　half　an　hour　ago；　to　call　me　'to　help　you；'〃
  explained　Bradley。　　〃Heaven　knows　how　she　managed　to　do　it！〃
  CHAPTER　II。
  The　medication　of　the　woods　was　not　overestimated　by　Bradley。
  There　was　surely　some　occult　healing　property　in　that　vast
  reservoir　of　balmy　and　resinous　odors　over　which　The　Lookout
  beetled　and　clung；　and　from　which　at　times　the　pure　exhalations　of
  the　terraced　valley　seemed　to　rise。　　Under　its　remedial　influence
  and　a　conscientious　adherence　to　the　rules　of　absolute　rest　and
  repose　laid　down　for　him；　Mainwaring　had　no　return　of　the
  hemorrhage。　　The　nearest　professional　medical　authority；　hastily
  summoned；　saw　no　reason　for　changing　or　for　supplementing　Bradley's
  intelligent　and　simple　treatment；　although　astounded　that　the
  patient　had　been　under　no　more　radical　or　systematic　cure　than
  travel　and　exercise。　　The　women　especially　were　amazed　that
  Mainwaring　had　taken　〃nothing　for　it；〃　in　their　habitual　experience
  of　an　unfettered　pill…and…elixir…consuming　democracy。　　In　their
  knowledge　of　the　thousand　〃panaceas〃　that　filled　the　shelves　of　the
  general　store；　this　singular　abstention　of　their　guest　seemed　to
  indicate　a　national　peculiarity。
  His　bed　was　moved　beside　the　low　window；　from　which　he　could　not
  only　view　the　veranda　but　converse　at　times　with　its　occupants；　and
  even　listen　to　the　book　which　Miss　Macy；　seated　without；　read　aloud
  to　him。　　In　the　evening　Bradley　would　linger　by　his　couch　until
  late；　beguiling　the　tedium　of　his　convalescence　with　characteristic
  stories　and　information　which　he　thought　might　please　the　invalid。
  For　Mainwaring；　who　had　been　early　struck　with　Bradley's　ready　and
  cultivated　intelligence；　ended　by　shyly　avoiding　the　discussion　of
  more　serious　topics；　partly　because　Bradley　impressed　him　with　a
  suspicion　of　his　own　inferiority；　and　partly　because　Mainwaring
  questioned　the　taste　of　Bradley's　apparent　exhibition　of　his
  manifest　superiority。　　He　learned　accidentally　that　this　mill…owner
  and　backwoodsman　was　a　college…bred　man；　but　the　practical
  application　of　that　education　to　the　ordinary　affairs　of　life　was
  new　to　the　young　Englishman's　traditions；　and　grated　a　little
  harshly　on　his　feelings。　　He　would　have　been　quite　content　if
  Bradley　had；　like　himself　and　fellows　he　knew；　undervalued　his
  training；　and　kept　his　gifts　conservatively　impractical。　　The
  knowledge　also　that　his　host's　education　naturally　came　from　some
  provincial　institution　unlike　Oxford　and　Cambridge　may　have
  unconsciously　affected　his　general　estimate。　　I　say　unconsciously；
  for　his　strict　conscientiousness　would　have　rejected　any　such
  formal　proposition。
  Another　trifle　annoyed　him。　　He　could　not　help　noticing　also　that
  although　Bradley's　manner　and　sympathy　were　confidential　and　almost
  brotherly；　he　never　made　any　allusion　to　Mainwaring's　own　family　or
  connections；　and；　in　fact；　gave　no　indication　of　what　he　believed
  was　the　national　curiosity　in　regard　to　strangers。　　Somewhat
  embarrassed　by　this　indifference；　Mainwaring　made　the　occasion　of
  writing　some　letters　home　an　opportunity　for　laughingly　alluding　to
  the　fact　that　he　had　made　his　mother　and　his　sisters　fully　aware　of
  the　great　debt　they　owed　the　household　of　The　Lookout。
  〃They'll　probably　all　send　you　a　round　robin　of　thanks；　except；
  perhaps；　my　next　brother；　Bob。〃
  Bradley　contented　himself　with　a　gesture　of　general　deprecation；
  and　did　not　ask　WHY　Mainwaring's　young　brother　should　contemplate
  his　death　with　satisfaction。　　Nevertheless；　some　time　afterwards
  Miss　Macy　remarked　that　it　seemed　hard　that　the　happiness　of　one
  member　of　a　family　should　depend　upon　a　calamity　to　another。　　〃As
  for　instance？〃　asked　Mainwaring；　who　had　already　forgotten　the
  circumstance。　　〃Why；　if　you　had　died　and　your　younger　brother
  succeeded　to　the　baronetcy；　and　become　Sir　Robert　Mainwaring；〃
  responded　Miss　Macy；　with　precision。　　This　was　the　first　and　only
  allusion　to　his　family　and　prospective　rank。　　On　the　other　hand；　he
  hadthrough　naive　and　boyish　inquiries；　which　seemed　to　amuse　his
  entertainersacquired；　as　he　believed；　a　full　knowledge　of　the
  history　and　antecedents　of　the　Bradley　household。　　He　knew　how
  Bradley　had　brought　his　young　wife　and　her　cousin　to　California
  and　abandoned　a　lucrative　law　practice　in　San　Francisco　to　take
  possession　of　this　mountain　mill　and　woodland；　which　he　had
  acquired　through　some　professional　service。
  〃Then　you　are　a　barrister　really？〃　said　Mainwaring；　gravely。
  Bradley　laughed。　　〃I'm　afraid　I've　had　more　practicethough　not　as
  lucrative　a　oneas　surgeon　or　doctor。〃
  〃But　you're　regularly　on　the　rolls；　you　know；　you're　entered　as
  Counsel；　and　all　that　sort　of　thing？〃　continued　Mainwaring；　with
  great　seriousness。
  〃Well；　yes；〃　replied　Bradley；　much　amused。　　〃I'm　afraid　I　must
  plead　guilty　to　that。〃
  〃It's　not　a　bad　sort　of　thing；〃　said　Mainwaring；　naively；　ignoring
  Bradley's　amusement。　　〃I've　got　a　cousin　who's　gone　in　for　the　law。
  Got　out　of　the　army　to　do　ittoo。　　He's　a　sharp　fellow。〃
  〃Then　you　DO　allow　a　man　to　try　many　tradesover　there；〃　said　Miss
  Macy；　demurely。
  〃Yes；　sometimes；〃　said　Mainwaring；　graciously；　but　by　no　means
  certain　that　the　case　was　at　all　analogous。
  Nevertheless；　as　if　relieved　of　certain　doubts　of　the　conventional
  quality　of　his　host's　attainments；　he　now　gave　himself　up　to　a　very
  hearty　and　honest　admiration　of　Bradley。　　〃You　know　it's　awfully
  kind　of　him　to　talk　to　a　fellow　like　me　who　just　pulled　through；
  and　never　got　any　prizes　at　Oxford；　and　don't　understand　the　half
  of　these　things；〃　he　remarked　confidentially　to　Mrs。　Bradley。　　〃He
  knows　more　about　the　things　we　used　to　go　in　for　at　Oxford　than
  lots　of　our　men；　and　he's　never　been　there。　　He's　uncommonly
  clever。〃
  〃Jim　was　always　very　brilliant；〃　returned　Mrs。　Bradley；
  indifferently；　and　with　more　than　even　conventionally　polite　wifely
  deprecation；　〃I　wish　he　were　more　practical。〃
  〃Practical！　　Oh；　I　say；　Mrs。　Bradley！　　Why；　a　fellow　that　can　go　in
  among　a　lot　of　workmen　and　tell　them　just　what　to　doan　all…round
  chap　that　can　be　independent　of　his　valet；　his　doctor；　and　his
  banker！　　By　JoveTHAT'S　practical！〃
  〃I　mean；〃　said　Mrs。　Bradley；　coldly；　〃that　there　are　some　things
  that　a　gentleman　ought　not　to　be　practical　about　nor　independent
  of。　　Mr。　Bradley　would　have　done　better　to　have　used　his　talents　in
  some　more　legitimate　and　estab