Chapter 6

“Oh, he’s our new veterinary surgeon,” said Mrs. Kennedy. “Yes, he _is_ a nice young fellow. Everybody likes him—except Jim here.” “Oh, _Jim_!” Isabel turned and chucked him under the chin. “Now, what fault have _you_ to find with him, Jim?” “None—none whatever,” said Jim solemnly. “It can’t be his fault exactly that he’s a horse doctor—these things are predestined. He’s good-looking, well-off, a church member, and has—they tell me—a great knack with colic.” * * * * * Isabel threw back h…