not want to speak to you.' 'Come, come, Mr. Moore,' I rejoined, 'will
you not grant a few words to a really warm admirer?'--but he had faded
away. Then a large hand came out of the cavern and handed me a piece of
paper, and a deep voice with a slight brogue said: 'If you see mi darlin'
Gosse give this to him.' The paper contained these verses:--

Georgey Morgie, kidden and sly,
Kissed the girls and made them cry;
_What_ the girls came out to say
George never heard, for he ran away.

W. B. Y

We skirted the edge of a thick wood. A finger-post pointed to the
Castalian spring, and a notice-board indicated _Trespassers will be
prosecuted_. _The lease to be disposed of. Apply to G. K. Chesterton_.

Soon we came to an open space in which was situated a large, rather
dilapidated marble tank. I noticed that the water did not reach further
than the bathers' stomachs. Theodormon anticipated my surprise. 'Yes,
we have had to depress the level of the water during the last few years
out of compliment to some of the bathers, and there have been a good many
bathing fatalities of a very depressing description.'

'You don't mean to say,' I replied, 'Richard le Gallienne?'

'Hush! hush! he was rescued.'

'Stephen Phillips?' I asked, anxiously.