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82 be going, brother. You had better stir about and see to the doors being properly fastened. I will send on a strong dose directly I get home. Try it on him it may save him at last, if he can be saved at all. [Exeunt Madhav and Doctor.]

Hello, urchin!

'Sh, be quiet.

No, Fakir, did you think I was asleep? I wasn't. I can hear every-thing; yes, and voices far away. I feel that mother and father are sitting by my pillow and speaking to me.