But Sir John presently descried a learned fellow-Aesculapian and stopped for a chat with him; while Blake soon afterward succumbed to the glance and smile of a red-cheeked English beauty.

she began questioningly, then more decidedly, "Major Blake?" I raised my eyes to hers and nodded idiotically.

Of course!" exclaimed Blake, generously.

"Gotto!" assented Blake, grimly.

He hears a noisehe's all awake Again?on tip-toe down the hill He softly creeps'tis Goody Blake; She's at the hedge of Harry Gill!