It was late in the evening by then, but oh, how could Monty sleep now? How could he waste time in a bed when he had such a wonderous creature before him?

He stood now in the lizard room, one lamp being the only real light in the room. He was leaned over his desk, gently, carefully holding the frightened lizard. He carefully wrapped the bandages around its wing, before giving it a gentle pat on head.

“There you go, my friend. You’ll be back to full health in no time,” he smiled. At the sound of the door opening, he lit up, turning to look. “Ah! Come quick, you must see what a specimen I have found!”