“I play out-a here—­af’-a-noon-a,” with a sweep of his hand towards the left.  “Monkee—­him ba-ad-a monkee!  Him take-a—­ yours?” and he held out the missing ring.

“Oh, yes, that is ours!” the Doctor exclaimed.  “We have been trying to find it.—­Polly!  Polly!  Come here!”

Polly obeyed, though slowly, because of her tears; but when she recognized the organ grinder curiosity hastened her steps.

Dr. Dudley put the ring in her hand.

“Why—­ee!” she cried joyously.  “Elsie’s ring!  Oh, I’m so glad!”

“Him ba’ad-a monkee!” grinned the man.  “Him go up-a, up-a—­ window op’n—­him go in-a.  I see nobodee—­I pull-a so!  Him no come.  I pull-a so!” and the man tugged hard on the imaginary cord.  “Him come.  Him got-a ring-a in leetle han’—­I no see!  I take-a pennees—­so,” and he went over a handful of invisible coins,—­“I see!” pointing to the ring.  “Where get-a?” He stared wildly around, to show how great had been his amazement.  “Ah-h!—­him ba-ad-a monkee!—­him get-a up-a beeg house—­ beeg seeck-house—­yours!” He ended with a delighted grin, which signified his pleasure in having his surmises come true.

“We thank you very much indeed,” responded Dr. Dudley earnestly, putting his hand in his pocket.  “Accept this for your trouble.”  And he held out a quarter.

“Ah-h, no!  Him ba-ad-a monkee!” He waved his hands gracefully.

He went away, however, carrying the coin, and grinning his “Good-bye.”

“Was n’t he funny?” laughed Polly, when the door was shut.  “He called this a sick-house!”

“Why not a sick-house as well as a sick-bed?” the Doctor smiled.

But Polly only laughed, gazing down happily on the little ring.

“I’m so glad,” she breathed.  “Now Miss Curtis will know!”

“Miss Lucy and I knew before,” was the instant reply.  “Better run upstairs and let Elsie have it while it is still her birthday.”

“Will you come, too?”

“No; I’ll let you and Miss Lucy do the honors.  There are some people I must see, and it is getting along towards sleep time.  Good-night, Thistledown!” He stooped for a kiss, and she clung to him for a moment.

“It is so nice that you did n’t think I did!” she whispered.

She tripled lightly upstairs, and across the ward to Miss Lucy’s side.  She slipped the ring into her hand.

The nurse stared her amazement.

“The monkey went in at your window, and took it!” beamed Polly.  “The man’s just brought it back!  He never knew it till he counted his money!  Oh, he told it so funny!”

“Well!” ejaculated the nurse.  Then the echoed Polly’s own words, “I’m so glad!”

The children were pressing near, eager to know what was exciting Miss Lucy and Polly.

“Let’s see if it fits your finger, Elsie!” taking the hand of the astonished child.  “Perfectly!  It is a birthday present from Dr. Dudley and me.  We were going to give it to you directly after tea; but when I looked for it, it was gone.  Polly will tell you the rest.”