he hospital stores: it contained a nice light
summer suit and two changes of linen.

CHAPTER XVIII.

Next morning, Staines and Dick Dale walked through the streets of Cape
Town side by side. Dick felt the uneasiness of a sane man, not familiar
with the mentally afflicted, who suddenly finds himself alone with one.
Insanity turns men oftenest into sheep and hares; but it does now and
then make them wolves and tigers; and that has saddled the insane in
general with a character for ferocity. Young Dale, then, cast many a
suspicious glance at his comrade, as he took him along. These glances
were reassuring: Christopher's face had no longer the mobility, the
expressive changes, that mark the superior mind; his countenance was
monotonous: but the one expression was engaging; there was a sweet,
patient, lamb-like look: the glorious eye a little troubled and
perplexed, but wonderfully mild. Dick Dale looked and looked, and his
uneasiness vanished. And the more he looked, the more did a certain
wonder creep over him, and make him scarce believe the thing he knew;
viz., that a learned doctor had saved him from the jaws of death by rare
knowledge, sagacity, courage, and skill combined: and that mighty man of
wisdom was brought down to this lamb, and would go north, south, east,
or west, with sweet and perfect submission, even as he, Dick Dale,
should appoint. With these reflections honest Dick felt his eyes get a
little misty, and, to use those words of Scripture, which nothing can
surpass or equal, his bowels yearned over the man.

As for Christopher, he looked straight forward, and said not a word till
they cleared the town; but when he saw the vast flowery vale, and the
far-off violet hills, like Scotland glorified, he turned to Dick with
an ineffable expression of sweetness and good fellowship, and said, "Oh,
beautiful! We'll hunt the past together."

"We--will--SO," said Dick, with a sturdy and indeed almost a stern
resolution.

Now, this he said, not that he cared for the past, nor intended to waste
the present by going upon its predecessor's trail; but he had come to a
resolution--full three minutes ago--to humor his companion to the top
of his bent, and say "Yes" with hypocritical vigor to everything not
directly and immediately destructive to him and his.

The next moment they turned a corner and came upon the rest of their
party, hitherto hidden by the apricot hedge and a turning in the road.
A blue-black