"Nothing except that you have given a very distinguished and
unexpected star performance as a sleeper," said the Doctor.

"I say!" he exclaimed, sitting up. "By Jove, is the story of the
Principal Girl all told? That's a shame. What became of her?"

"You'll never know now," said the Doctor.

"Besides," said the Critic, "you would not understand. You are too
young."

"Well, I like your cheek."

"After all," said the Journalist, "it is only another phase of the
Dear Little Josephine, and I still think that is the banner story."

"Me, too," said the Doctor, as we went into the house.

And I thought to myself, "I can tell a third phase--the tragic--when
my turn comes," and I was the only one who knew that my story would
come last.




V

THE SCULPTOR'S STORY

UNTO THIS END