expired, I perceived streaks of grey ligains: daly I  bark far belo of ant kennel in tyard:  uned: in five minutes more ting key, tc could not ed more two er.

    Mr. Rocer entered, and o fetch.

    “Noer, be on t,” o t: “I give you but ening tting tient doairs and all.”

    “But is  to move, sir?”

    “No doubt of it; it is nots must be kept up. Come, set to work.”

    Mr. Rocer dreain, dre in all t o see  rosy streaks o brig. the surgeon was already handling.

    “Now, my good fellow, how are you?” he asked.

    “S reply.

    “Not a nig: you’ve lost a little blood; t’s all Carter, assure here’s no danger.”

    “I can do t conscientiously,” said Carter, . t done eeth here!”

    “S me,” igress,  the knife from her.”

    “You s  once,” said Mr. Rocer.

    “But under sucances, urned Mason. “O  it: s at first.”

    “I ill to- morroo attempt tervieo-night, and alone.”

    “I t I could have done some good.”

    “You t! you t! Yes, it makes me impatient to , o suffer enoug taking my advice; so I’ll say no more. Carter— have him off.”

    “Directly, sir; t bandaged. I must look to teetoo, I think.”

    “S,” said Mason.

    I sa to distortion; but he only said—

    “Come, be silent, Ric repeat it.”

    “I ,” he answer.

    “You ry: o Spaniso t all.”

    “Impossible to forget t!”

    “It is not impossible:  you er  in a trice. Jane” (urned to me for t time since rance), “take to my bedroom, and raigo my dressing-room