" Mary
gave a little excited laugh. "But that's the funny part of it--he is an
old friend."
Esther looked up with her characteristic widening of the eyes. The news
was genuinely surprising. And how agitated her mother seemed!
"It is really quite a remarkable coincidence," went on Mary nervously.
"I was so surprised, startled indeed. Although it's pleasant, of course,
to meet an old schoolmate."
"You and Doctor Callandar schoolmates?" The eyes were very wide now.
Mary grew more and more confused.
"Yes--that is, not exactly. I mean his name wasn't Callandar then. His
name was Chedridge. Did you never hear me speak of Harry Chedridge?"
"Never."
"Well, you never listen to half I say. And how was I to know that Doctor
Callandar was the Harry Chedridge I used to know? He took the name of
Callandar from an uncle--or something. Anyway it isn't his own."
Esther hulled a particularly fine berry and carefully putting the hull
in the pan, threw the berry away.
"Curiouser and curiouser!" she said, quoting the immortal Alice.
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