you. It is my great affliction that the past
is gone from me--gone, gone." And he went sadly away, drawing his sick
charge like a patient mule.

Phoebe Falcon looked after him, and began to cry.

"Nay, nay, Phoebe," said Dick; "don't ye take on about it."

"I wonder at you," sobbed Phoebe. "Good people, I'm fonder of my brother
than he is of himself, it seems; for I can't take it so easy. Well, the
world is full of trouble. Let us do what we are here for. But I shall
pray for the poor soul every night, that his mind may be given back to
him."

So then she bustled, and gave herself to getting the cattle on shore,
and the things put on board her wagon.

But when this was done, she said to her brother, "Dick, I did not think
anything on earth could take my heart off the cattle and the things we
have got from home; but I can't leave this without going to the hospital
about our poor dear doctor: and it is late for making a start, any
way--and you mustn't forget the newspapers for Reginald--he is so fond
of them--and you must contrive to have one sent out regular after this,
and I'll go to the hospital."

She went, and saw the head doctor, and told him he had got an attendant
there she had known in England in a very different condition, and she
had come to see if there was anything she could do for him--for she felt
very grateful to him, and grieved to see him so.

The doctor was pleased and surprised, and put several questions.

Then she gave him a clear statement of what he had done for Dick in
England.

"Well," said the doctor, "I believe it is the same man; for, now you
tell me this--yes, one of the nurses told me he knew more about medicine
than she did. His name, if you please."

"His name, sir?"

"Yes, his name. Of course you know his name. Is it Christie?"

"Doctor," said Phoebe, blushing, "I don't know what you will think of
me, but I don't know his name. Laws forgive me, I never had the sense to
ask it."

A shade of suspicion crossed the doctor's face.

Phoebe saw it, and colored to the temples. "Oh, sir," she cried
piteously, "don't go for to think I have told you a lie! why should I?
and indeed I am not of that sort, nor Dick neither. Sir, I'll bring
him to you, and he will say the same. Well, we were all in terror and
confusion, and I met him accidentally in the street. He was only a
customer till then, and paid ready money, so that is how I never knew
his name, but if I hadn't been the greatest