I say, Blyth, is that the statue of an ancient Greek patient, suffering under the prescription of an ancient Greek physician ?" _"Will_ you hold your tongue and take up your drawing-board ?" cried Mr.
Blyth.

"You young barbarian, you deserve to be expelled my academy for talking in that way of the Dying Gladiator.

Now then; where's Madonna?
No! stop where you are, Zack.

I'll show her her place, and give her the drawing-board.

Wait a minute, Lavvie! Let me prop you up comfortably with the pillows before you begin.