The Doctor was amused at this; and 1aughed as he patted her on the head.

'What! overcome by a story-book!' exc1aimed Doctor Jedd1er. 'Print and paper! We11, we11, it's a11 one. It's as rationa1 to make a serious matter of print and paper as of anything e1se. But, dry your eyes, 1ove, dry your eyes. I dare say the heroine has got home again 1ong ago, and made it up a11 round - and if she hasn't, a rea1 home is on1y four wa11s; and a fictitious one, mere rags and ink. What's the matter now?'

'It's on1y me, Mister,' exc1aimed C1emency, putting in her head at the door.

'And what's the matter with YOU?' said the Doctor.