or, The Silver Skates 269

She turned toward Dr. Boekman.

“Tt is right, mynheer. I consent.”

‘“‘ Humph !” grunted the doctor, as if to say, “ You’ve been
long enough about it.” Then he conferred a moment with
his assistant, who listened with great outward deference, but

 

‘©IT IS RIGHT, MYNHEER. I CONSENT.”?

was inwardly rejoicing at the grand joke he would have to tell

his fellow-students. He had actually seen a tear in “old

Boekman’s ” eye. , ;
Meanwhile Gretel looked on in trembling silence; but

when she saw the doctor open a leathern case, and take out