Chapter 23 No.23

"How now, my bully rook!" sang a well-remembered bluff voice in my ear some while after, for my ill-bound wound had bled afresh, and I had lain as one dead. "What! hast cheated man's last enemy yet once again?"

"HOW NOW, MY BULLY ROOK!"

And lifting my eyes I beheld the round ruby countenance of my comrade Toby Caulfeild, that commanded a troo