"So--vas I right--ven you schneeze den does it call me. See, here are my orders from Mr. Gas." And, taking a paper out of Gehsundheit's hand, Billy read "Gehsundheit, Draughty Castle, Germany; when Billy Bounce sneezes he needs your assistance--go to him at once. Signed by Mr. Gas." "What luck," whispered Billy excitedly. "What luck--indeed I do need you." "It is most well, I am here. Vat was your vish?" "I want to get out," said Billy. "Can you crawl through a keyhole?" asked Gehsundheit. "Of course not--if I could I shouldn't need your help," said Billy, disdainfully. "No; dat iss too bad, I can. Can you disappear?" "Certainly not." "Too bad--too bad. Let me think. Ah! I haf it, turn yourself into a fly," said Gehsundheit eagerly. "But I can't. Can you?" "No, but it would be so useful if you could. I am afraid times haf changed. Ven I vas a boy peeples could do so much magic. To-day it iss not so. I--I only am de greatest magician in vorld." "But I thought you were here to help me," said Billy. "I am, but if you will not follow my directions how can I?" said Gehsundheit, crossly. "Then can you do nothing for me?" "Sure can I--would you lend me your cap?" "Yes," said Billy, handing him his cap and wondering what he was going to do with it. Gehsundheit carefully took the rabbit out of his pocket and laying the cap over it made several passes with his hands. "Presto--chesto--besto--change!" and lifting up the cap and the rabbit with both hands made a quick turn and pulled the rabbit out of the cap. "It iss wonderful, iss it not?" said Gehsundheit. "See I haf taken a rabbit from your cap." "Is that all you can do for me," asked Billy in disgust. "It's all the tricks I haf yet learned, but yes, I can lend you a pocket handkerchief." "What good will that do?" asked Billy. "Vy, if you haf caught cold you will need it," said Gehsundheit, pulling out a little handkerchief. "Oh, go away and let me alone," said Billy, thoroughly angry. "Much use you are." And presto--Gehsundheit was gone. "He's a nice one--gracious, but I'm hungry," and Billy hammered on the cell door. "Do be still," said Boiled Egg. "Can't you see I'm trying to sleep?" "But I'm hungry," said Billy. "Hungry," exclaimed Boiled Egg, turning pale--"why, why, you don't mean to say you eat?" "Indeed I do. I haven't had my breakfast yet, and I want some eggs." "Help, help, help!" yelled the Egg, crouching down in a corner and pulling the cake of ice cot in front of him; "he wants to eat me. Help, help, help, help! he wants eggs." "If you're not quiet I _will_ eat you, sure enough," said Billy, angrily. "He says he _will_ eat me. Help, help, help!" Rattle! went the key in the door; bang! it opened wide, and in ran Al Bumen and Yolk, the jailer. "What's the matter here?" asked Al Bumen, in a fierce voice. "I'm hungry, and I want some eggs for breakfast," said Billy, sullenly.