She

   (p. 145), Ayesha's elegant pun on Holly. It's always done—pun, I mean.—

    Ed.

   I had no further opportunity of conversing with Leonora and Polly, nor indeed did I ever think of them again, till Polly's letter and mummy case recalled them to my memory.

   Perhaps for pretty Leonora's sake I did, after all, take up and open the vast cylindrical roll of MS.

    4

   in the mummy case. Dawn found me still reading the following record of unparalleled adventure.

    5

    4

   Don't you think it would stand being cut a little?—

    Publisher.

   We shall see.—

    Ed.

    5

   There is just one thing that puzzles me. Polly and Leonora have gone, no man knows where, and, taking everything into consideration, it may be a good two thousand years before they come back.

   Ought I not, then, to invest,

    in my own name

   , the princely cheque of the Intelligent Publishers?—

    Ed.

   CHAPTER II.

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