"Pish! The Doctor did not know," said Mike sharply, and colouring a little; "and I don't believe he wants people to be well."
"Hi! Look here!" cried Vince excitedly. "Lizard!"
A little green reptile, looking like a miniature crocodile, disturbed by the lad's investigating hands, darted out from beneath the heath into the sunshine; and Mike snatched off his cap, and dabbed it over the little fugitive with so true an aim that as he held the cap down about three inches of the wiry tail remained outside.
"Got him!" cried Mike triumphantly.
"Well, don't hurt it."
"Who's going to hurt it!"
"You are. Suppose a Brobdig-what-you-may-call-him banged a great cap down over you--it would hurt, wouldn't it?"
"Not if I lay still; and there wouldn't be a bit of tail sticking out if he did," said Mike laughing.--"I'm not going to hurt you, old chap, but to take you home and put you in the conservatory to catch and eat the flies a