"Will you be Doctor, Joe?" asked Mr. Masterman.
But Joe refused.
"Too much to say," he answered. "I might larn it with a bit of sweat, but I should never call it home when the time came."
"Be the French Eagle, Joe," suggested Mark Baskerville. "You've got but little to say, and St. George soon settles you."
"And the very living nose for it, Joe," urged Mr. Gollop.
"Very well, if the meeting is for it, I'll be Eagle," assented Mr. Voysey.
The part of Doctor remained unfilled for the present.
"Now there's the fair Princess Sabra and Mother Dorothy," explained the vicar. "Princess Sabra, the King of Egypt's daughter, will be a novelty, for she didn't come into the old play in person. She doesn't say anything, but she must be there."
"Miss Lintern for Princess Sabra!" said Mark.
Everybody laughed, and the young man came in for some chaff; but Dennis approved, and Mrs. Lintern nodded and smiled. Cora blushed and Nathan patted Mark on the back.