the Crown Prince of Jolliginki. Would you care to have a small
bet with me on to-morrow's bullfight?"

Don Enrique bowed.

"Why certainly," he said, "I shall be delighted. But I must warn
you that you are bound to lose. How much?"

"Oh a mere truffle," said Bumpo--"just for the fun of the thing,
you know. What do you say to three-thousand pesetas?"

"I agree," said the Spaniard bowing once more. "I will meet you
after the bullfight to-morrow."

"So that's all right," said Polynesia as we came out to join the
Doctor. "I feel as though quite a load had been taken off my
mind."



THE EIGHTH CHAPTER

THE GREAT BULLFIGHT

THE next day was a great day in Monteverde. All the streets were
hung with flags; and everywhere gaily dressed crowds were to be
seen flocking towards the bull-ring, as the big circus was called
where the fights took place.

The news of the Doctor's challenge had gone round the town and,