My Tony's so bad--come and see him.

Come along--do!' "Davidson submitted.

The only one of the men to move was Bamtz, who made as if to get up but dropped back in his chair again.

Davidson in passing heard him mutter confusedly something that sounded like 'poor little beggar.' "The child, lying very flushed in a miserable cot knocked up out of gin-cases, stared at Davidson with wide, drowsy eyes.

It was a bad bout of fever clearly.