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 the discovery that Bennet was not in danger any longer. He had formed a special liking for this black-haired foreign looking American and there was more than ordinary joy in his laughter when he exploded after Bennet finished speaking of the girl. He raised his hands above his head in token of surrender, as he exclaimed:

"Gone, gone, gone! Completely gone! Good-bye Bennet. That blow on the head set you off completely. It knocked the man out of you and turned you into a fool lover. I suppose you'll be off your game for the remainder of the season and you'll be mooning up and down the street in front of Miss Gregory's school from now—"

Bennet almost set up from the chair on which he was still reclining at the words.

"That's where she's from? That's where she's from?" he asked. Dr. Tansey gave no answer. "I know it! I know it!" "—Doctor take me to a ward—Please take me to a ward.—How long shall I be here?—That's it. That's it!"

Dr. Tansey was replacing his scalpels in their case after carefully cleansing them. He was so deliberate in his movements as to be almost tantalizing. As he placed the last one in its place and folded the 'case he looked at Bennet and there was approval in his eyes. The blood was flushing the latter's face again. Dr. Tansey walked over to the chair, took a wrist in his hand and counted the pulse.

"You'llneverbe" he was tormentingly deliberate, "cured." He looked at Bennet to see the effect of the words and when he saw the disappointed look in