He paused a moment, breathless. Then another voice, far clearer and sweeter, but with just a faint tremor in it, repeated, "Vicary!"
And then he flew upstairs as fast as his wound would allow him.
Lodge, Photo
PARTRIDGE'S NEST WITH THIRTEEN EGGS.
[TRAINING OUR FIRE BRIGADE HEROES.]
DESCRIBED AT THE HEADQUARTERS OF THE LONDON BRIGADE.
By Alfred Arkas.