The poor lad must be saved, if possible." And hastily repeating his instructions to the attendants of the sick man, he left the vault with the apprentice.
They found the verger in the charnel, and before quitting it, the doctor drew a small flask of canary from his pocket, and applied it to his lips.
"This is my anti-pestilential drink," he remarked with a smile, "and it has preserved me from contagion hitherto.

You must let us out of the south door, friend," he added to the verger, "for I shall be obliged to step home for a moment, and it will save time.

Come with me, young man, and tell me what has been done for the grocer's son." As they traversed the gloomy aisle of Saint Faith, and mounted to the upper structure, Leonard related all that had taken place since poor Stephen's seizure.

The doctor strongly expressed his approval of what had been done, and observed, "It could not be better.

With Heaven's help, I have no doubt we shall save him, and I am truly glad of it for his father's sake." By this time they had reached the southern door, and the verger having unlocked it, they issued forth.