"By -- -- yes; as dead as a herring," said Mr.Ratler, who at that moment, however, was not within hearing of either of the ladies present.

And then he rubbed his hands, and looked as though he were delighted.

And he was delighted,--not because his old friend Sir Everard was dead, but by the excitement of the tragedy.

"Having done so good a deed in his last moments," said Laurence Fitzgibbon, "we may take it for granted that he will go straight to heaven." "I hope there will be no crowner's quest, Ratler," said Mr.Bonteen; "if there is I don't know how you'll get out of it." "I don't see anything in it so horrible," said Mr.Ratler.

"If a fellow dies leading his regiment we don't think anything of it.