and order, then, irreconcilable with freedom? After she had undressed she rang her bell, and Castle answered it. "Please find out if Ellen has gone to bed," she said. "If she has not, I would like to talk to her." The maid looked slightly surprised. "If it's your hair, Miss Lily, Mrs. Cardew has asked me to look after you until she has engaged a maid for you." "Not my hair," said Lily, cheerfully. "I rather like doing it myself. I just want to talk to Ellen." It was a bewildered and rather scandalized Castle who conveyed the message to Ellen. CHAPTER VII "I wish you'd stop whistling that thing," said Miss Boyd, irritably. "It makes me low in my mind." "Sorry," said Willy Cameron. "I do it because I'm low in my mind." "What are you low about?" Miss Boyd had turned toward the rear of the counter, where a mirror was pasted to a card above a box of chewing gum, and was carefully adjusting her hair net. "Lady friend turned you down?" Willy Cameron glanced at her. "I'm low because I haven't got a lady friend, Miss Boyd." He held up a sheet of prescription paper and squinted at it. "Also because the medical profession writes with its feet, apparently. I've done everything to this but dip it in acid. I've had it pinned to the wall, and tried glancing at it as I went past. Sometimes you can surprise them that way. But it does no good. I'm going to take it home and dream on it, like bride's cake.""They're awful, aren't they?" "When I get into the Legislature," said Willy Cameron, "I'm going to have a bill passed compelling doctors to use typewriters. Take this now. Read upside down, its horse liniment. Read right side up, it's poison. And it's for internal use." "What d'you mean you haven't got a lady friend?" "The exact and cruel truth." He smiled at her, and had Miss Boyd been more discerning she might have seen that the smile was slightly forced. Also that his eyes were somewhat sunken in his head. Which might, of course, have been due to too much political economy and history, and the eminent divines on
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