He found his father, who had just come from the stables, in the dining- room.  "Well, Walter, my boy," he said cheerily, "it isn't so bad with Forester after all.  He has got an ugly cut; but he doesn't walk but very slightly lame.  A week's rest will set him all right; but I shall send that Dick about his business to-morrow, or as soon as his quarter's up.  I'd a better opinion of the boy."