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her chair, Reginald ventured to ask her if he 

 could get her anything. 



* Thanks,' said she, ' I have not the least 

 appetite. I feel as if it would be too much 

 trouble to eat.' 



'Well, Alfred,' said he, as he encountered 

 his friend at the entrance to the saloon; 'I 

 have made the acquaintance of the lady, and 

 though she is looking awfully ill, I must ac- 

 knowledge that you did not exaggerate one 

 atom about her looks. I wish she would have 

 something to eat, though ; she looks completely 

 exhausted.' 



' Take her a pint of champagne and a dry 

 biscuit, my lad ; there is nothing in the world 

 like it. It licks all the physic in the world in 

 a case like this.' 



' By Jove ! I will,' said he. ' Steward, 

 bring me a pint bottle of the dryest champagne 

 you have on board.' 



*Now/ said he, as he advanced to Miss 

 Lancelot's chair, ' I have ventured to constitute 

 myself your physician for once. I have had a 



