richling

Richling looked, but said nothing; and his friend hoped the word had taken effect.

“Yes,” responded Richling, his eyes glancing eagerly along the lines.

“I would try not to mind their savageness, Richling,” said the little preacher, slowly.

I”—Richling dropped his eyes with an embarrassed smile—“I was afraid I was in the way—or should be.

Come, Richling,”—the Doctor smiled,—“your friend Ristofalo did not treat you in this way.