He was followed by one of the keepers of the gardens.

Doctor Benjulia had his sick monkey to take care of.

He kept the creature sheltered under his long frock-coat.
"Don't do that, if you please," was all the doctor said, as Carmina tried to lift Ovid's head from the grass.

He spoke with his customary composure, and laid his hand on the heart of the fainting man, as coolly as if it had been the heart of a stranger.

"Which of you two can run the fastest ?" he asked, looking backwards and forwards between Carmina and the keeper.