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great deal of experience.' (Let us hope he will 

 be forgiven.) ' You must be so kind as to try- 

 to drink a little of this champagne and eat this 

 dry biscuit.' 



' You are really very kind, and I will try 

 and drink some, but I don't feel as if I could.' 



' Ah,' said Reginald, as, after she had sipped 

 about half a glass, he saw the faintest tinge 

 of colour on her cheek, ' it is doing you good 

 already ; do try and finish the glass.' 



' I declare I do feel better for it,' said she, 

 as she munched a bit of biscuit. 



' Now a little more champagne. Nay, I 

 insist,' and so by degrees the contents of the 

 greater part of the bottle disappeared, leaving 

 the fair patient a very different creature at the 

 end of the process. 



' Now,' said Reginald, ' I venture to think 

 that my medicine has been an unqualified suc- 

 cess. I shall bring you up another rug, as it is 

 none too warm here, and you will have a good 

 sleep. I will arrange an umbrella iio as to 

 keep the sun off" your face.' 



