child is going to die."

"Who says so?" Slade started, scowled and threw a quick glance
upon the speaker.

"Doctor Green."

"Nonsense! Doctor Green never said any such thing."

"Yes, he did though."

"Who heard him?"

"I did."

"You did?"

"Yes."

"He wasn't in earnest?" A slight paleness overspread the
countenance of the landlord. "He was, though. They had an awful
time there last night."

"Where?"

"At Joe Morgan's. Joe has the mania, and Mrs. Morgan was alone
with him and her sick girl all night."

"He deserves to have it; that's all I've got to say." Slade tried
to speak with a kind of rough indifference.