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A doctor presently pushed his way through the gaping mob of farmers and

trades his lips and shaking his head "Always

thought it would happen Let us get him to the hotel"

Between them they carried the stricken man to the Crown and Scepter, at

which--irony of fate!--Sir Williaot him to

bed

"I've warned hi of the

shoulders "But what's the use! You tell a man to cut tobacco and

spirits, or they will kill him, or to refrain from rump steak and old

ale for breakfast, and he obeys you--until the next ti to die?" asked Drake sadly, for he had taken a fancy to the

old man

"No-o; I don't think so Not this tiht to know--ought to be here And weover for her--bringing her, I mean? She'll

want some one with her who can keep a cool head, and I fancy you can do

that, sir"

"That's all right," said Drake at once; "of course I'll go"

So it happened that, instead of riding to Shorne Mills and seeing Nell,