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XXII] "All right!" Eric called to us cheerfully, as he recrossed the line. "He’s more frightened than hurt!"

He lifted the little fellow up into Lady Muriel’s arms, and mounted the platform as gaily as if nothing had happened: but he was as pale as death, and leaned heavily on the arm I hastily offered him, fearing he was about to faint. "I’ll just——sit down a moment——" he said dreamily: "——where's Sylvie?"