that looked like weapons of defence.

The Professor had several manners adapted for various audiences, and
possessed costumes to Suit. He met Miss Arnott and her pupils in his
splendid impersonation of the studious naturalist and reverent authority
on the wonders of creation. A long black coat, a somewhat dingy
belltopper, and a pair of smoked spectacles went with the part. So
equipped, the boss conducted the seminary through his Museum of Marvels,
educating and edifying the pupils, first with the astonishing
mathematical calculations of Ephraim, the educated pig, then with Madame
Marve's amazing acts of mysticism and legerdemain.

The Living Skeleton was described as a unique freak of nature--"Teaching
us all how wise and wonderlul are the workings of Providence," said the
Professor, piously. "He is thin, ladies, but very--happy," he added.

This was Bonypart's cue to work off a long, wan smile, and he smiled
accordingly. The effort so worked on the feelings of one of the younger
pupils that she burst into tears, and offered the bone man her piece of
cake.

Matty Cann looked eager, but the Professor smartly intervened.

"Excuse me, young lady," he said suavely, "but visitors are requested not
to feed the Living Skeleton. Living Skeletons are very delicately
organised, madame," he continued, addressing the teacher. "A dry biscuit
has been known to throw them into violent dyspepsia and they have died of
a rump steak."

Bonypart groaned audibly and recovering himself, made another effort to