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Rh too much exhausted to speak. The current had beaten him off and pushed him from the side he must reach.

Ten minutes later, a strange and sorrowful-looking little procession came across the lawn to the ring of game-players. At sight of it, all Sprang to their feet.

"Oh, what has happened to my boy?" Mrs. Fane shrieked, running to meet the dripping white figure that bore a dripping child.

Dilâl said nothing. He looked in her face with a curious expression, and laid Bobby, wet and unconscious, in her arms.

Two hours after, when all the frightened little guests were gone, and the terrified Moti had been soothed to sleep with the assurance that her cousin would be all right in the morning; when Bobby himself, rolled in blankets, and comforted with hot drinks, was sleeping,—Dilâl sat by the tiny bed which held his Missy, and thought.