First Kate, then Twonette, and of late years they have been reenforced by you, Yolanda, and my day is lost.

I do a little useless fighting when I know I am in the right, but it is always followed by a cowardly surrender." "But think of your victories in surrender, uncle.

Think of your rewards," cried Yolanda, running to his side and kissing him.

"Many a man would fight a score of dragons for that kiss." "Dragons!" cried Castleman, protestingly.

"I would rather fight a hundred dragons than do this thing for you, Yolanda.