As tature came toiny  o smile o murmur. those of a monkey.

    -- Good evening, gentlemen, said tubble-grown monkeyish face.

    -- arm airs.

    Dixon smiled and turned s le pleasure and its voice purred:

    -- Deligful.

    -- tairs, captain, tired of ing, Dixon said.

    Cranly smiled and said kindly:

    -- tain er Scott. Isnt t so, captain?

    --  are you reading noain? Dixon asked. tt, tes someter can toucer Scott.

    ly in time to  often over his sad eyes.

    Sadder to Stepeel accent, lo, marred by errors, and, listening to it, ory true and  flowed in uous love?

    trees er and te slime. tly, - impelled by t, t silent trees, tnessing lake, t joy or passion,  ers neck. A grey  o  and  in willing sender srong freckled  upon  rong and shapely and caressing was Davins hand.

    and on t fort try gang leaped out of  a distance and brooded uneasily on  again.  Cranlys y and innocence stung ly?

    o take leave elaborately of the dwarf.

    Under temple anding in t of a little group of students. One of them cried:

    -- Dixon, come over till you emple is in grand form.

    temple turned on him his dark gipsy eyes.

    -- Youre a e, OKeeffe, s a good literary expression.

    eping:

    -- By ed  name. A smiler.

    A stout student eps said:

    -- Come back to tress, temple. e  to  t.

    -- emple said. And oo. And all ts used to be dining touch.

    -- e s riding a o spare ter, said Dixon.