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 "Oh, no, Sahib, I am all right. I shall be better to-morrow."

But about the middle of August there came a day when Ali could not go into the tent for his and Joie's tricks. He was nearly heart-broken, and the Sahib comforted him as well as he could, and gave him an extra dose of quinine in the hope that it might break up his fever.

"I guess some one will have to take care of Joie," said the boy feebly that afternoon. "I must rest a little.

"Be sure. Sahib, and tell them to look out each day for the must. Joie doesn't seem to be quite right, himself."

The Sahib promised faithfully to see that Joie was all right, and Ali slept fitfully all the afternoon, but by night he had a high fever, and the Sahib insisted that he sleep with him that night in the