He was a fellow-student of mine very clever, and I have more faith in him than in any one else in that line." "By all means--Yes," said Alan, excessively shocked.

"But you will let me know how she goes on--Richard will be so kind." "We will not fail," said Dr May more and more touched at the sight of the young sailor struggling in vain to restrain his emotion, "you shall hear.

I'll write myself as soon as I can use my hand, but I hope she may be all right long before that is likely to be." "Your kindness--" Alan attempted to say, but began again.

"Feeling as I must--" then interrupting himself.

"I beg your pardon, 'tis no fit time, nor fit--But you'll let me hear." "That I will," said Dr May, and as Alan hastily left the room, he continued, half aloud, to himself, "Poor boy! poor fellow.