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"Woke up! D' you mean to say you've actually--been asleep?" demanded

the Viscount reproachfully "Gad! what a devilish cold-blooded fish

you are, Bev! Haven't closed a peeper all night,or another So I got up, hours

ago, went and looked at the horses Found your uard

with a loaded pistol in each pocket, y' know,--deuced trustworthy

fellow The horses couldn't look better, Bev Egad! I believe they

know to-day is--the day! There's your 'Terror' pawing and fidgeting,

and 'Moonraker' sta--"

"But how is your arm, Dick?"

"Arm?" said the Viscount innocently "Oh,--ah, to be sure,--thanks,

couldn't be better, considering"

"Are you--quite sure?" persisted Barnabas, aware of the Viscount's

haggard cheek and feverish eye

"Quite, Bev, quite,--behold! feel!" and doubling his fist, he smote

Barnabas a playful blow in the ribs "Oh, -dong to the finish! And it's

dry, thank heaven, for 'Moonraker''s no lad e line up for the start, Bev"

"In about--four hours, Dick"

"Yes! Devilish long ti hi his spurred heels

petulantly to and fro "And I hate to be kept waiting, Bev--egad, I

do!"