s patronage and are
trying to find subjects that especially appeal to them."

They reached the hotel soon after ten o'clock and found "Ajo" seated in
the lobby. He appeared much brighter and stronger than the day before and
rose to greet Patsy with a smile that had lost much of its former sad
expression.

"Congratulate me, Dr. Doyle," said he. "I'm still alive, and--thanks to
your prescription--going as well as could be expected."

"I'm glad I did the right thing," she replied; "but we were all a little
worried for fear I'd make a mistake."

"I have just thrown away about a thousand of those food-tablets," he
informed her with an air of pride. "I am positive there is no substitute
for real food, whatever the specialists may say. In fact," he continued
more soberly, "I believe you have rescued me a second time from certain
death, for now I have acquired a new hope and have made up my mind to
get well."

"Be careful not to overdo it," cautioned Uncle John. "You ordered a
queer supper, we hear."

"But it seemed to agree with me. I've had a delightful sleep--the first
sound sleep in a month--and already I feel like a new man. I waited up to
tell you this, hoping you would be interested."

"We are!" exclaimed Patsy, who felt both pride and pleasure. "This
evening we have been to see the motion picture of your rescue from
drowning."

"Oh. How did you like it?"

"It's a splendid picture. I'm not sure it will interest others as much as
ourselves, yet the people present seemed to like it."

"Well it was their last chance to observe my desperate peril and my
heroic rescue," said the boy. "The picture will not be shown after
to-night."

"Why not?" they asked, in surprise.

"I bought the thing this afternoon. It didn't seem to me quite modest to
exploit our little adventure in public."

This was a new phase of the strange boy's character and the girls did
not know whether to approve it or not.

"It must have cost you something!" remarked Flo, the irrepressible.
"Besides, how could you do it while you were asleep?"

"Why, I wakened long enough to use the telephone," he replied with a
smile. "There are more wonderful inventions in the world than motion
pictures, you know."

"But you like motion pictures, don't you?" asked Maud, wondering why he
had suppressed the film in question.

"Very much. In fact, I am more interested in them than in anything else,
not excepting the telephone--which makes Aladdin's lamp lo