,but
since
then
he
had
gone
through
too
much
that
was
unprecedented
and
abnormal
to
see
much
incongruity
in
his
situation
—
it
was
all
too
hideously
real
to
be
a
nightmare
.
But
even
here
he
was
not
allowed
to
remain
undisturbed
;
after
about
half
an
hour
,
when
he
was
beginning
to
feel
almost
secure
,
there
came
a
sharp
twanging
of
wires
beneath
,
and
two
short
strokes
of
a
bell
in
the
signal-box
hard
by
.
He
heard
some
one
from
the
platform
,
probably
the
station-master
,
shout
,
"
Look
alive
,
there
,
Ing
,
Pickstones
,
some
of
you
.
There
's
those
three
trucks
on
the
A
siding
to
go
to
Slopsbury
by
the
6.30
luggage
—
she
'll
be
in
in
another
five
minutes
.
"
There
were
steps
as
if
some
persons
were
coming
out
of
a
cabin
opposite
—
they
came
nearer
and
nearer
:
"
These
three
,
ai
n't
it
,
Tommy
?
"
said
a
gruff
voice
,
close
to
Paul
's
ear
.
"
That
's
it
,
mate
,
"
said
another
,
evidently
Tommy
's
—
"
get
'
em
along
up
to
the
points
there
.
Ca
n't
have
the
6.30
standing
about
on
this
'
ere
line
all
night
,
'
cos
of
the
Limited
.
Now
then
,
all
together
,
shove
!
they
've
got
the
old
'
orse
on
at
the
other
end
.
"
And
to
Paul
's
alarm
he
felt
the
truck
in
which
he
was
begin
to
move
ponderously
on
the
greasy
metals
,
and
strike
the
next
with
its
buffers
with
a
jarring
shock
and
a
jangling
of
coupling
chains
.
He
could
not
stand
this
;
unless
he
revealed
himself
at
once
,
or
managed
to
get
out
of
this
delusive
waggon
,
the
six-whatever-it-was
train
would
be
up
and
carry
him
off
to
Slopsbury
,
a
hundred
miles
or
so
farther
from
home
;
they
would
have
time
to
warn
Dick
—
he
would
be
expected
—
ambushes
laid
for
him
,
and
his
one
chance
would
be
gone
for
ever
!
There
was
a
whistle
far
away
on
the
down
line
,
and
that
humming
vibration
which
announces
an
approaching
train
:
not
a
moment
to
lose
—
he
was
afraid
to
attempt
a
leap
from
the
moving
waggons
,
and
resolved
to
risk
all
and
show
himself
.
With
this
intention
he
got
upon
his
knees
,
and
putting
his
head
above
the
dirty
bulwark
,
looked
over
and
said
softly
,
"
Tommy
,
I
say
,
Tommy
!
"
A
porter
,
who
had
been
laboriously
employed
below
,
looked
up
with
a
white
and
scared
face
,
and
staggered
back
several
feet
;
Mr.
Bultitude
in
a
sudden
panic
ducked
again
.
"
Bill
!
"
Paul
heard
the
porter
say
hoarsely
,
"
I
'll
take
my
Bible
oath
I
've
never
touched
a
drop
this
week
,
not
to
speak
of
—
but
I
've
got
'
em
again
,
Bill
,
I
've
got
'
em
again
!
"
"
Got
what
agin
?
"
growled
Bill
.
"
What
's
the
matter
now
?
"
"
It
's
the
jumps
,
Bill
,
"
gasped
the
other
,
"
the
'
orrors
—
they
've
got
me
and
no
mistake
.
As
I
'm
a
livin
'
man
,
as
I
was
a
shovin
'
of
that
there
truck
,
I
saw
a
imp
—
a
gashly
imp
,
Bill
,
stick
its
hugly
'
ed
over
the
side
and
say
,
'
Tommy
,
'
it
ses
,
jest
like
that
—
it
ses
,
'
Tommy
,
I
wants
you
!
'
I
durs
n't
go
near
it
,
Bill
.
I
'll
get
leave
,
and
go
'
ome
and
lay
up
—
it
glared
at
me
so
'
orrid
,
Bill
,
and
grinned
—
ugh
!
I
'll
take
the
pledge
after
this
'
ere
,
I
will
—
I
'll
go
to
chapel
Sundays
reg'lar
!
"
"
Let
's
see
if
there
ai
n't
something
there
first
,
"
said
the
practical
Bill
.
"
Easy
with
the
'
oss
up
there
.
Now
then
,
"
here
he
stepped
on
the
box
of
the
wheel
and
looked
in
.
"
Shin
out
of
this
,
whatever
y'are
,
we
do
n't
contrack
to
carry
no
imps
on
this
line
—
Well
,
if
ever
I
—
Tommy
,
old
man
,
it
's
all
right
,
y'ai
n't
got
'
em
this
time
—
'
ere
's
yer
imp
!
"
And
,
reaching
over
,
he
hauled
out
the
wretched
Paul
by
the
scruff
of
his
neck
in
a
state
of
utter
collapse
,
and
deposited
him
on
the
ground
before
him
.
"
That
ai
n't
your
private
kerridge
,
yer
know
,
that
ai
n't
—
there
was
n't
no
bed
made
up
there
for
you
,
that
I
know
on
.
You
ai
n't
arter
no
good
,
now
;
you
're
a
wagabone
!
that
's
about
your
size
,
I
can
see
—
what
d'yer
mean
by
it
,
eh
?
"
"
Shet
yer
'
ed
,
Bill
,
will
yer
?
"
said
Tommy
,
whose
relief
probably
softened
his
temper
,
"
this
here
's
a
young
gent
.
"
"
Young
gent
,
or
no
young
gent
,
"
replied
Bill
sententiously
,
"
he
's
no
call
to
go
'
idin
'
in
our
waggins
and
givin
'
'
ard-workin
'
men
a
turn
.
'
Old
'
im
tight
,
Tommy
—
here
's
the
luggage
down
on
us
.
"
Tommy
held
him
fast
with
a
grip
of
iron
,
while
the
other
porters
coupled
the
trucks
,
and
the
luggage
train
lumbered
away
with
its
load
.
After
this
the
men
slouched
up
and
stood
round
their
captive
,
staring
at
him
curiously
.
"
Look
here
,
my
men
,
"
said
Paul
,
"
I
've
run
away
from
school
,
I
want
to
go
on
to
town
by
the
next
train
,
and
I
took
the
liberty
of
hiding
in
the
truck
,
because
the
schoolmaster
will
be
up
here
very
soon
to
look
for
me
—
you
understand
?
"
"
I
understand
,
"
said
Bill
,
"
and
a
nice
young
party
you
are
.
"
"
I
—
I
do
n't
want
to
be
caught
,
"
said
Paul
.
"
Naterally
,
"
assented
Tommy
sympathetically
.
"
Well
,
ca
n't
you
hide
me
somewhere
where
he
wo
n't
see
me
?
Come
,
you
can
do
that
?
"
"
What
do
you
say
,
Bill
?
"
asked
Tommy
.
"
What
'll
the
Guv'nor
say
?
"
said
Bill
dubiously
.
"
I
've
got
a
little
money
,
"
urged
Paul
.
"
I
'll
make
it
worth
your
while
.
"
"
Why
did
n't
you
say
that
afore
?
"
said
Bill
;
"
the
Guv'nor
need
n't
know
.
"
"
Here
's
half-a-sovereign
between
you
,
"
said
Paul
,
holding
it
out
.
"
That
's
something
like
a
imp
,
"
said
Tommy
warmly
;
"
if
all
bogeys
acted
as
'
andsome
as
this
'
ere
,
I
do
n't
care
how
often
they
shows
theirselves
.
We
'll
have
a
supper
on
this
,
mates
,
and
drink
young
Delirium
Trimminses
'
jolly
good
'
ealth
.
You
come
along
o
'
me
,
young
shaver
,
I
'll
stow
you
away
right
enough
,
and
let
you
out
when
yer
train
comes
in
.
"
He
led
Paul
on
to
the
platform
again
and
opened
a
sort
of
cupboard
or
closet
.
"
That
's
where
we
keeps
the
brooms
and
lamp-rags
,
and
them
,
"
he
said
;
"
it
ai
n't
what
you
may
call
tidy
,
but
if
I
lock
you
in
no
one
wo
n't
trouble
you
.
"
It
was
perfectly
dark
and
the
rags
smelt
unpleasantly
,
but
Mr.
Bultitude
was
very
glad
of
this
second
ark
of
refuge
,
even
though
he
did
bruise
his
legs
over
the
broom-handles
;
he
was
gladder
still
by-and-by
,
when
he
heard
a
rapid
heavy
footfall
outside
,
and
a
voice
he
knew
only
too
well
,
saying
,
"
I
want
to
see
the
station-master
.
Ha
,
there
he
is
.
Good
evening
,
station-master
,
you
know
me
—
Dr.
Grimstone
,
of
Crichton
House
.
I
want
you
to
assist
me
in
a
very
unpleasant
affair
—
the
fact
is
,
one
of
my
pupils
has
had
the
folly
and
wickedness
to
run
away
.
"
"
You
do
n't
say
so
!
"
said
the
station-master
.
"
It
's
only
too
true
,
I
'm
sorry
to
say
;
he
seemed
happy
and
contented
enough
,
too
;
it
's
a
black
ungrateful
business
.
But
I
must
catch
him
,
you
know
;
he
must
be
about
here
somewhere
,
I
feel
sure
.
You
do
n't
happen
to
have
noticed
a
boy
who
looked
as
if
he
belonged
to
me
?
They
ca
n't
tell
me
at
the
booking-office
.
"
How
glad
Paul
was
now
he
had
made
no
inquiries
of
the
station-master
!
"
No
,
"
said
the
latter
,
"
I
ca
n't
say
I
have
,
sir
,
but
some
of
my
men
may
have
come
across
him
.
I
'll
inquire
—
here
,
Ing
,
I
want
you
;
this
gentleman
here
has
lost
one
of
his
boys
,
have
you
seen
him
?
"
"
What
sort
of
a
young
gentleman
was
he
to
look
at
?
"
Paul
heard
Tommy
's
voice
ask
.
"
A
bright
intelligent-looking
boy
,
"
said
the
Doctor
,
"
medium
height
,
about
thirteen
,
with
auburn
hair
.
"
"
No
,
I
ai
n't
seen
no
intelligent
boys
with
median
'
eight
,
"
said
Tommy
slowly
,
"
not
leastways
,
to
speak
to
positive
.
What
might
he
'
ave
on
,
now
,
besides
his
oburn
'
air
?
"
"
Black
cloth
jacket
,
with
a
wide
collar
,
"
was
the
answer
;
"
grey
trousers
,
and
a
cloth
cap
with
a
leather
peak
.
"
"
Oh
,
"
said
Tommy
,
"
then
I
see
'
im
.
"
"
When
—
where
?
"
"
'
Bout
arf
an
'
our
since
.
"
"
Do
you
know
where
he
is
now
?
"
"
Well
,
"
said
Tommy
,
to
Paul
's
intense
horror
,
for
he
was
listening
,
quaking
,
to
every
word
of
this
conversation
,
which
was
held
just
outside
his
cupboard
door
.
"
I
dessay
I
could
give
a
guess
if
I
give
my
mind
to
it
.
"
"
Out
with
it
,
Ing
,
now
,
if
you
know
;
no
tricks
,
"
said
the
station-master
,
who
had
apparently
just
turned
to
go
away
.
"
Excuse
me
,
sir
,
but
I
've
some
matters
in
there
to
see
after
.
"
When
he
had
gone
,
the
Doctor
said
rather
heatedly
,
"
Come
,
you
're
keeping
something
from
me
,
I
will
have
it
out
of
you
.
If
I
find
you
have
deceived
me
,
I
'll
write
to
the
manager
and
get
you
sent
about
your
business
—
you
'd
better
tell
me
the
truth
.
"
"
You
see
,
"
said
Tommy
,
very
slowly
,
and
reluctantly
,
"
that
young
gent
o
'
yourn
was
a
gent
.
"
"
I
tried
my
very
best
to
render
him
so
,
"
said
the
Doctor
stiffly
,
"
here
is
the
result
—
how
did
you
discover
he
was
one
,
pray
?
"
"
'
Cos
he
acted
like
a
gent
,
"
said
Tommy
;
"
he
took
and
give
me
a
'
arf-suffering
.
"
"
Well
,
I
'll
give
you
another
,
"
said
the
Doctor
,
"
if
you
can
tell
me
where
he
is
.
"
"
Thankee
,
sir
,
do
n't
you
be
afraid
—
you
're
a
gent
right
enough
,
too
,
though
you
do
'
appen
to
be
a
schoolmaster
.
"
"
Where
is
the
unhappy
boy
?
"
interrupted
the
Doctor
.
"
Seems
as
if
I
was
a
roundin
'
on
'
im
,
like
,
do
n't
it
a'most
,
sir
?
"
said
Tommy
,
with
too
evident
symptoms
of
yielding
in
his
voice
.
Paul
shook
so
in
his
terror
that
he
knocked
down
a
broom
or
two
with
a
clatter
which
froze
his
blood
.
"
Not
at
all
,
"
said
the
Doctor
,
"
not
at
all
,
my
good
fellow
;
you
're
—
ahem
—
advancing
the
cause
of
moral
order
.
"
"
Oh
,
ah
,
"
said
Tommy
,
obviously
open
to
conviction
.
"
Well
,
if
I
'm
a
doin
'
all
that
,
I
ca
n't
go
fur
wrong
,
can
I
?
And
arter
all
,
we
may
n't
like
schools
or
schoolmasters
,
not
over
above
,
but
we
ca
n't
get
on
without
'
em
,
I
s'pose
.
But
,
look
ye
here
,
sir
—
if
I
goes
and
tells
you
where
you
can
get
hold
of
this
here
boy
,
you
wo
n't
go
and
wallop
him
now
,
will
ye
?
"
"
I
can
make
no
bargains
,
"
said
the
Doctor
;
"
I
shall
act
on
my
own
discretion
.
"
"
That
's
it
,
"
said
Tommy
,
unaccountably
relieved
,
"
spoke
like
a
merciful
Christian
gen'leman
;
if
you
do
n't
go
actin
'
on
nothing
more
nor
your
discretion
,
you
ca
n't
hurt
him
much
,
I
take
it
.
Well
then
,
since
you
've
spoke
out
fair
,
I
do
n't
mind
putting
you
on
his
track
like
.
"
If
the
door
of
the
cupboard
had
not
been
locked
,
Paul
would
undoubtedly
have
burst
out
and
yielded
himself
up
,
to
escape
the
humiliation
of
being
sold
like
this
by
a
mercenary
and
treacherous
porter
.
As
it
was
,
he
had
to
wait
till
the
inevitable
words
should
be
spoken
.
"
Well
,
you
see
,
"
went
on
Tommy
,
very
slowly
,
as
if
struggling
with
the
remnants
of
a
conscience
,
"
it
was
like
this
here
—
he
comes
up
to
me
,
and
says
—
your
young
gen'leman
,
I
mean
—
says
he
,
'
Porter
,
I
wants
to
'
ide
,
I
've
run
away
.
'
And
I
says
to
him
,
says
I
,
'
It
's
no
use
your
'
anging
about
'
ere
,
'
I
says
,
'
'
cause
,
if
you
do
,
your
guv'nor
(
meanin
'
no
offence
to
you
,
sir
)
'
ll
be
comin
'
up
and
ketchin
'
of
you
on
the
'
op
.
'
'
Right
you
are
,
porter
,
'
says
he
to
me
,
'
what
do
you
advise
?
'
he
says
.
'
Well
,
'
I
says
,
'
I
do
n't
know
as
I
'm
right
in
givin
'
you
no
advice
at
all
,
havin
'
run
away
from
them
as
has
the
care
on
you
,
'
I
says
;
'
but
if
I
was
a
young
gen'leman
as
did
n't
want
to
be
ketched
,
I
should
just
walk
on
to
Dufferton
;
it
ai
n't
on'y
three
mile
or
so
,
and
you
'll
'
ave
time
for
to
do
it
before
the
up-train
comes
along
there
.
'
'
Thankee
,
porter
,
'
he
says
,
'
I
'll
do
that
,
'
and
away
he
bolts
,
and
for
anything
I
know
,
he
's
'
arf
way
there
by
this
time
.
"
"
A
fly
!
"
shouted
the
Doctor
excitedly
,
when
Tommy
had
come
to
the
end
of
his
veracious
account
.
"
I
'll
catch
the
young
rascal
now
—
who
has
a
good
horse
?
Davis
,
I
'll
take
you
.
Five
shillings
if
you
reach
Dufferton
before
the
up-train
.
Take
the
—
—
"
The
rest
was
lost
in
the
banging
of
the
fly
door
and
the
rumble
of
wheels
;
the
terrible
man
had
been
got
safely
off
on
a
wrong
scent
,
and
Paul
fell
back
amongst
the
lumber
in
his
closet
,
faint
with
the
suspense
and
relief
.
Presently
he
heard
Tommy
's
chuckling
whisper
through
the
keyhole
:
"
Are
you
all
right
in
there
,
sir
?
he
's
safe
enough
now
—
orf
on
a
pretty
dance
.
You
did
n't
think
I
was
goin
'
to
tell
on
ye
,
did
ye
now
?
I
ai
n't
quite
sech
a
cur
as
that
comes
to
,
particular
when
a
young
gent
saves
me
from
the
'
orrors
,
and
gives
me
a
'
arf-suffering
.
I
'll
see
you
through
,
you
make
yourself
easy
about
that
.
"
Half
an
hour
went
slowly
by
for
Mr.
Bultitude
in
his
darkness
and
solitude
.
The
platform
gradually
filled
,
as
he
could
tell
by
the
tread
of
feet
,
the
voices
,
and
the
scent
of
cigars
,
and
at
last
,
welcome
sound
,
he
heard
the
station
bell
ringing
for
the
up-train
.
It
ran
in
the
next
minute
,
shaking
the
cupboard
in
which
Paul
crouched
,
till
the
brushes
rattled
.
There
was
the
usual
blind
hurry
and
confusion
outside
as
it
stopped
.
Paul
waited
impatiently
inside
.
The
time
passed
,
and
still
no
one
came
to
let
him
out
.
He
began
to
grow
alarmed
.
Could
Tommy
have
forgotten
him
?
Had
he
been
sent
away
by
some
evil
chance
at
the
critical
moment
?
Two
or
three
times
his
excited
fancy
heard
the
fatal
whistle
sound
for
departure
.
Would
he
be
left
behind
after
all
?
But
the
next
instant
the
door
was
noiselessly
unlocked
.
"
Could
n't
do
it
afore
,
"
said
honest
Tommy
.
"
Our
guv'nor
would
have
seen
me
.
Now
's
your
time
.
Here
's
a
empty
first-class
coach
I
've
kept
for
ye
.
In
with
you
now
.
"
He
hoisted
Paul
up
the
high
footboard
to
an
empty
compartment
,
and
shut
the
door
,
leaving
him
to
sink
down
on
the
luxurious
cushions
in
speechless
and
measureless
content
.
But
Tommy
had
hardly
done
so
before
he
reappeared
and
looked
in
.
"
I
say
,
"
he
suggested
,
"
if
I
was
you
,
I
'd
get
under
the
seat
before
you
gets
to
Dufferton
,
otherways
your
guv'nor
'll
be
spottin
'
you
.
I
'll
lock
you
in
.
"
"
I
'll
get
under
now
;
some
one
might
see
me
here
,
"
said
Paul
;
and
,
too
anxious
for
safety
to
thank
his
preserver
,
he
crawled
under
the
low
,
blue-cushioned
seat
,
which
left
just
room
enough
for
him
to
lie
there
in
a
very
cramped
and
uncomfortable
position
.
Still
he
need
not
stay
there
after
the
train
had
once
started
,
except
for
five
minutes
or
so
at
Dufferton
.
Unfortunately
he
had
not
been
long
under
the
seat
before
he
heard
two
loud
imperious
voices
just
outside
the
carriage
door
.
"
Porter
!
guard
!
Hi
,
somebody
!
open
this
door
,
will
you
;
it
's
locked
.
"
"
This
way
,
sir
,
"
he
heard
Tommy
's
voice
say
outside
.
"
Plenty
of
room
higher
up
.
"
"
I
do
n't
want
to
go
higher
up
.
I
'll
go
here
.
Just
open
it
at
once
,
I
tell
you
.
"
The
door
was
opened
reluctantly
,
and
two
middle-aged
men
came
in
.
"
Always
take
the
middle
carriage
of
a
train
,
"
said
the
first
.
"
Safest
in
any
accident
,
y'know
.
Never
heard
of
a
middle
carriage
of
a
train
getting
smashed
up
,
to
speak
of
.
"
The
other
sat
heavily
down
just
over
Paul
,
with
a
comfortable
grunt
,
and
the
train
started
,
Paul
feeling
naturally
annoyed
by
this
intrusion
,
as
it
compelled
him
to
remain
in
seclusion
for
the
whole
of
the
journey
.
"
Still
,
"
he
thought
,
"
it
is
lucky
that
I
had
time
to
get
under
here
before
they
came
in
;
it
would
have
seemed
odd
if
I
had
done
it
afterwards
.
"
And
he
resigned
himself
to
listen
to
the
conversation
which
followed
.
"
What
was
it
we
were
talking
about
just
now
?
"
began
the
first
.
"
Let
me
see
.
Ah
!
I
remember
.
Yes
;
it
was
a
very
painful
thing
—
very
,
indeed
,
I
assure
you
.
"
There
is
a
certain
peculiar
and
uncomfortable
suspicion
that
attacks
most
of
us
at
times
,
which
cannot
fairly
be
set
down
wholly
to
self-consciousness
or
an
exaggerated
idea
of
our
own
importance
.
I
mean
the
suspicion
that
a
partly-heard
conversation
must
have
ourselves
for
its
subject
.
More
often
than
not
,
of
course
,
it
proves
utterly
unfounded
,
but
once
in
a
way
,
like
most
presentiments
,
it
finds
itself
unpleasantly
fulfilled
.
Mr.
Bultitude
,
though
he
failed
to
recognise
either
of
the
voices
,
was
somehow
persuaded
that
the
conversation
had
something
to
do
with
himself
,
and
listened
with
eager
attention
.
"
Yes
,
"
the
speaker
continued
;
"
he
was
never
,
according
to
what
I
hear
,
a
man
of
any
extraordinary
capacity
,
but
he
was
always
spoken
of
as
a
man
of
standing
in
the
City
,
doing
a
safe
business
,
not
a
risky
one
,
and
so
on
,
you
know
.
So
,
of
course
,
his
manner
,
when
I
called
,
shocked
me
all
the
more
.
"
"
Ah
!
"
said
the
other
.
"
Was
he
violent
or
insulting
,
then
?
"
"
No
,
no
!
I
can
only
describe
his
conduct
as
eccentric
—
what
one
might
call
reprehensibly
eccentric
and
extravagant
.
I
did
n't
call
exactly
in
the
way
of
business
,
but
about
a
poor
young
fellow
in
my
house
,
who
is
,
I
fear
,
rather
far
gone
in
consumption
,
and
,
knowing
he
was
a
Life
Governor
,
y'know
,
I
thought
he
might
give
me
a
letter
for
the
hospital
.
Well
,
when
I
got
up
to
Mincing
Lane
—
—
"
Paul
started
.
It
was
as
he
had
feared
,
then
;
they
were
speaking
of
him
!
"
When
I
got
there
,
I
sent
in
my
card
with
a
message
that
,
if
he
was
engaged
or
anything
,
I
would
take
the
liberty
of
calling
at
his
private
house
,
and
so
on
.
But
they
said
he
would
see
me
.
The
clerk
who
showed
me
in
said
:
'
You
'll
find
him
a
good
deal
changed
,
if
you
knew
him
,
sir
.
We
're
very
uneasy
about
him
here
,
'
which
prepared
me
for
something
out
of
the
common
.
Well
,
I
went
into
a
sort
of
inner
room
,
and
there
he
was
,
in
his
shirt-sleeves
,
busy
over
some
abomination
he
was
cooking
at
the
stove
,
with
the
office-boy
helping
him
!
I
never
was
so
taken
aback
in
my
life
.
I
said
something
about
calling
another
time
,
but
Bultitude
—
—
"
Paul
groaned
.
The
blow
had
fallen
.
Well
,
it
was
better
to
be
prepared
and
know
the
worst
.
"
Bultitude
says
,
just
like
a
great
awkward
schoolboy
,
y'know
,
'
What
's
your
name
?
How
d'ye
do
?
Have
some
hardbake
,
it
's
just
done
?
'
Fancy
finding
a
man
in
his
position
cooking
toffee
in
the
middle
of
the
day
,
and
offering
it
to
a
perfect
stranger
!
"
"
Softening
of
the
brain
—
must
be
,
"
said
the
other
.
"
I
fear
so
.
Well
,
he
asked
what
I
wanted
,
and
I
told
him
,
and
he
actually
said
he
never
did
any
business
now
,
except
sign
his
name
where
his
clerks
told
him
.
He
'd
worked
hard
all
his
life
,
he
said
,
and
he
was
tired
of
it
.
Business
was
,
I
understood
him
to
say
,
'
all
rot
!
'
"
"
Then
he
would
n't
promise
me
votes
or
give
me
a
letter
or
anything
,
without
consulting
his
head
clerk
;
he
seemed
to
know
nothing
whatever
about
it
himself
,
and
when
that
was
over
,
he
asked
me
a
quantity
of
frivolous
questions
which
appeared
to
have
a
sort
of
catch
in
them
,
as
far
as
I
could
gather
,
and
he
was
exceedingly
angry
when
I
would
n't
humour
him
.
"
"
What
kind
of
questions
?
"
"
Well
,
really
I
hardly
know
.
I
believe
he
wanted
to
know
whether
I
would
rather
be
a
bigger
fool
than
I
looked
or
look
a
bigger
fool
than
I
was
,
and
he
pressed
me
quite
earnestly
to
repeat
some
foolishness
after
him
,
about
'
being
a
gold
key
,
'
when
he
said
'
he
was
a
gold
lock
,
'
I
was
very
glad
to
get
away
from
him
,
it
was
so
distressing
.
"
"
They
tell
me
he
has
begun
to
speculate
,
too
,
lately
,
"
said
the
other
.
"
You
see
his
name
about
in
some
very
queer
things
.
It
's
a
pitiful
affair
altogether
.
"
Paul
writhed
under
his
seat
with
shame
.
How
could
he
,
even
if
he
succeeded
in
ousting
Dick
and
getting
back
his
old
self
,
how
could
he
ever
hold
up
his
head
again
after
this
?
Why
,
Dick
must
be
mad
.
Even
a
schoolboy
would
have
had
more
caution
when
so
much
depended
on
it
.
But
none
would
suspect
the
real
cause
of
the
change
.
These
horrible
tales
were
no
doubt
being
circulated
everywhere
!
The
conversation
fell
back
into
a
less
personal
channel
again
after
this
;
they
talked
of
"
risks
,
"
of
some
one
who
had
only
been
"
writing
"
a
year
and
was
doing
seven
thousand
a
week
,
of
losses
they
had
been
"
on
,
"
and
of
the
uselessness
of
"
writing
five
hundred
on
everything
,
"
and
while
at
this
point
the
train
slackened
and
stopped
—
they
had
reached
Dufferton
.
There
was
an
opening
of
doors
all
along
the
train
,
and
sounds
of
some
inquiry
and
answer
at
each
.
The
voices
became
audible
at
length
,
and
,
as
he
had
expected
,
Paul
found
that
the
Doctor
,
not
having
discovered
him
on
the
platform
,
was
making
a
systematic
search
of
the
train
,
evidently
believing
that
he
had
managed
to
slip
in
somewhere
unobserved
.
It
was
a
horrible
moment
when
the
door
of
his
compartment
was
flung
open
and
a
stream
of
ice-cold
air
rushed
under
the
blue
cloth
which
,
fortunately
for
Paul
,
hung
down
almost
to
the
floor
.
Some
one
held
a
lantern
up
outside
,
and
by
its
rays
Paul
saw
from
behind
the
hanging
the
upper
half
of
Dr.
Grimstone
appear
,
very
pale
and
polite
,
at
the
doorway
.
He
remained
there
for
some
moments
without
speaking
,
carefully
examining
every
corner
of
the
compartment
.
The
two
men
on
the
seats
drew
their
wraps
about
them
and
shivered
,
until
at
length
one
said
rather
testily
—
"
Get
in
,
sir
;
kindly
get
in
if
you
're
coming
on
,
please
.
This
draught
is
most
unpleasant
!
"
"
I
do
not
propose
to
travel
by
this
train
,
sir
,
"
said
the
Doctor
;
"
but
,
as
a
person
entrusted
with
the
care
of
youth
,
permit
me
to
inquire
whether
you
have
seen
(
or
,
it
may
be
assisted
to
conceal
)
a
small
boy
of
intelligent
appearance
—
—
"
"
Why
should
we
conceal
small
boys
of
intelligent
appearance
about
us
,
pray
?
"
demanded
the
man
who
had
described
his
visit
to
Mincing
Lane
.
"
And
may
we
ask
you
to
shut
that
door
,
and
make
any
communications
you
wish
to
make
through
the
window
,
or
else
come
in
and
sit
down
?
"
"
That
's
not
an
answer
to
my
question
,
sir
,
"
retorted
the
Doctor
.
"
I
notice
you
carefully
decline
to
say
whether
you
have
seen
a
boy
.
I
consider
your
manner
suspicious
,
sir
;
and
I
shall
insist
on
searching
this
carriage
through
and
through
till
I
find
that
boy
!
"
Mr.
Bultitude
rolled
himself
up
close
against
the
partition
at
these
awful
words
.
"
Guard
,
guard
!
"
shouted
the
first
gentleman
.
"
Come
here
.
Here
's
a
violent
person
who
will
search
this
carriage
for
something
he
has
lost
.
I
wo
n't
be
inconvenienced
in
this
way
without
any
reason
whatever
!
He
says
we
're
hiding
a
boy
in
here
!
"
"
Guard
!
"
said
the
Doctor
,
quite
as
angrily
,
"
I
insist
upon
looking
under
these
seats
before
you
start
the
train
.
I
've
looked
through
every
other
carriage
and
he
must
be
in
here
.
Gentlemen
,
let
me
pass
,
I
'll
get
him
if
I
have
to
travel
in
this
compartment
to
town
with
you
!
"
"
For
peace
and
quietness
sake
,
gentlemen
,
"
said
the
guard
,
"
let
him
look
round
,
just
to
ease
his
mind
.
Lend
me
your
stick
a
minute
,
sir
,
please
.
I
'll
turn
him
out
if
he
's
anywhere
about
this
here
compartment
!
"
And
with
this
he
pulled
Dr.
Grimstone
down
from
the
footboard
and
mounted
it
himself
;
after
which
he
began
to
rummage
about
under
the
seats
with
the
Doctor
's
heavy
stick
.
Every
lunge
found
out
some
tender
part
in
Mr.
Bultitude
's
person
and
caused
him
exquisite
torture
;
but
he
clenched
his
teeth
hard
to
prevent
a
sound
,
while
he
thought
each
fresh
dig
must
betray
his
whereabouts
.
"
There
,
"
said
the
guard
at
last
;
"
there
really
ai
n't
no
one
there
,
sir
,
you
see
.
I
've
felt
everywhere
and
—
—
Hello
,
I
certainly
did
feel
something
just
then
,
gentlemen
!
"
he
added
,
in
an
undertone
,
after
a
lunge
which
took
all
the
breath
out
of
Paul
's
body
.
All
was
lost
now
!
"
You
touch
that
again
with
that
confounded
stick
if
you
dare
!
"
said
one
of
the
passengers
.
"
That
's
a
parcel
of
mine
.
I
wo
n't
have
you
poking
holes
through
it
in
that
way
.
Do
n't
tell
that
lunatic
behind
you
,
he
'll
be
wanting
it
opened
to
see
if
his
boy
's
inside
!
Now
perhaps
you
'll
let
us
alone
!
"
"
Well
,
sir
,
"
said
the
guard
at
last
to
the
Doctor
,
as
he
withdrew
,
"
he
ai
n't
in
there
.
There
's
nothing
under
any
of
the
seats
.
Your
boy
'll
be
comin
'
on
by
the
next
train
,
most
likely
—
the
8.40
.
We
're
all
behind
.
Right
!
"
"
Good
night
,
sir
,
"
said
the
first
passenger
as
he
leant
out
of
the
window
,
to
the
baffled
schoolmaster
on
the
platform
.
"
You
've
put
us
to
all
this
inconvenience
for
nothing
,
and
in
the
most
offensive
way
too
.
I
hope
you
wo
n't
find
your
boy
till
you
're
in
a
better
temper
,
for
his
sake
.
"
"
If
I
had
you
out
on
this
platform
,
sir
,
"
shouted
the
angry
Doctor
,
"
I
'd
horsewhip
you
for
that
insult
.
I
believe
the
boy
's
there
and
you
know
it
.
I
—
—
"
But
the
train
swept
off
and
,
to
Paul
's
joy
and
thankfulness
,
soon
left
the
Doctor
,
gesticulating
and
threatening
,
miles
behind
it
.
"
What
a
violent
fellow
for
a
schoolmaster
,
eh
?
"
said
one
of
Paul
's
companions
,
when
they
were
fairly
off
again
.
"
I
was
n't
going
to
have
him
turning
the
cushions
inside
out
here
;
we
should
n't
have
settled
down
again
before
we
got
in
!
"
"
No
;
and
if
the
guard
has
n't
,
as
it
is
,
injured
that
Indian
shawl
in
my
parcel
,
I
shall
be
—
—
Why
,
bless
my
soul
,
that
parcel
's
not
under
the
seat
after
all
!
It
's
up
in
the
rack
.
I
remember
putting
it
there
now
.
"
"
The
guard
must
have
fancied
he
felt
something
;
and
yet
—
—
Look
here
,
Goldicutt
;
just
feel
under
here
with
your
feet
.
It
certainly
does
seem
as
if
something
soft
was
—
eh
?
"
Mr.
Goldicutt
accordingly
explored
Paul
's
ribs
with
his
boot
for
some
moments
,
which
was
very
painful
.
"
Upon
my
word
,
"
he
said
at
last
,
"
it
really
does
seem
very
like
it
.
It
's
not
hard
enough
for
a
bag
or
a
hat-box
.
It
yields
distinctly
when
you
kick
it
.
Can
you
fetch
it
out
with
your
umbrella
,
do
you
think
?
Shall
we
tell
the
guard
at
the
next
—
—
?
Lord
,
it
's
coming
out
of
its
own
accord
.
It
's
a
dog
!
No
,
my
stars
—
it
's
the
boy
,
after
all
!
"
For
Paul
,
alarmed
at
the
suggestion
about
the
guard
,
once
more
felt
inclined
to
risk
the
worst
and
reveal
himself
.
Begrimed
with
coal
,
smeared
with
whitewash
,
and
covered
with
dust
and
flue
,
he
crawled
slowly
out
and
gazed
imploringly
up
at
his
fellow-passengers
.
After
the
first
shock
of
surprise
they
lay
back
in
their
seats
and
laughed
till
they
cried
.
"
Why
,
you
young
rascal
!
"
they
said
,
when
they
recovered
breath
,
"
you
do
n't
mean
to
say
you
've
been
under
there
the
whole
time
?
"
"
I
have
indeed
,
"
said
Paul
.
"
I
—
I
did
n't
like
to
come
out
before
.
"
"
And
are
you
the
boy
all
this
fuss
was
about
?
Yes
?
And
we
kept
the
schoolmaster
off
without
knowing
it
!
Why
,
this
is
splendid
,
capital
!
You
're
something
like
a
boy
,
you
little
dog
,
you
!
This
is
the
best
joke
I
've
heard
for
many
a
day
!
"
"
I
hope
,
"
said
Paul
,
"
I
have
n't
inconvenienced
you
.
I
could
not
help
it
,
really
.
"
"
Inconvenienced
us
?
Gad
,
your
schoolmaster
came
very
near
inconveniencing
us
and
you
too
.
But
there
,
he
wo
n't
trouble
any
of
us
now
.
To
think
of
our
swearing
by
all
our
gods
there
was
no
boy
in
here
,
and
vowing
he
should
n't
come
in
,
while
you
were
lying
down
there
under
the
seat
all
the
time
!
Why
,
it
's
lovely
!
The
boy
's
got
pluck
and
manners
too
.
Shake
hands
,
young
gentleman
,
you
owe
us
no
apologies
.
I
have
n't
had
such
a
laugh
for
many
a
day
!
"
"
Then
you
—
you
wo
n't
give
me
up
?
"
faltered
poor
Paul
.
"
Well
,
"
said
the
one
who
was
called
Goldicutt
,
and
who
was
a
jovial
old
gentleman
with
a
pink
face
and
white
whiskers
,
"
we
're
not
exactly
going
to
take
the
trouble
of
getting
out
at
the
next
station
,
and
bringing
you
back
to
Dufferton
,
just
to
oblige
that
hot-tempered
master
of
yours
,
you
know
;
he
has
n't
been
so
particularly
civil
as
to
deserve
that
.
"
"
But
if
he
were
to
telegraph
and
get
some
one
to
stop
me
at
St.
Pancras
?
"
said
Paul
nervously
.
"
Ah
,
he
might
do
that
,
to
be
sure
—
sharp
boy
this
—
well
,
as
we
've
gone
so
far
,
I
suppose
we
must
go
through
with
the
business
now
and
smuggle
the
young
scamp
past
the
detectives
,
eh
,
Travers
?
"
The
younger
man
addressed
assented
readily
enough
,
for
the
Doctor
had
been
so
unfortunate
as
to
prejudice
them
both
from
the
first
by
his
unjustifiable
suspicions
,
and
it
is
to
be
feared
they
had
no
scruples
in
helping
to
outwit
him
.
Then
they
noticed
the
pitiable
state
Mr.
Bultitude
was
in
,
and
he
had
to
give
them
a
fair
account
of
his
escape
and
subsequent
adventures
,
at
which
even
their
sympathy
could
not
restrain
delighted
shouts
of
laughter
—
though
Paul
himself
saw
little
enough
in
it
all
to
laugh
at
;
they
asked
his
name
,
which
he
thought
more
prudent
,
for
various
reasons
,
to
give
as
"
Jones
,
"
and
other
details
,
which
I
am
afraid
he
invented
as
he
went
on
,
and
altogether
they
reached
Kentish
Town
in
a
state
of
high
satisfaction
with
themselves
and
their
protégé
.
At
Kentish
Town
there
was
one
more
danger
to
be
encountered
,
for
with
the
ticket
collector
there
appeared
one
of
the
station
inspectors
.
"
Beg
pardon
,
gentlemen
,
"
said
the
latter
,
peering
curiously
in
,
"
but
does
that
young
gent
in
the
corner
happen
to
belong
to
either
of
you
?
"
The
white-whiskered
gentleman
seemed
a
little
flustered
at
this
downright
inquiry
,
but
the
other
was
more
equal
to
the
occasion
.
"
Do
you
hear
that
,
Johnny
,
my
boy
,
"
he
said
,
to
Paul
(
whom
they
had
managed
during
the
journey
to
brush
and
scrape
into
something
approaching
respectability
)
,
"
they
want
to
know
if
you
belong
to
me
.
I
suppose
you
'll
allow
a
son
to
belong
to
his
father
to
a
certain
extent
,
eh
?
"
he
asked
the
inspector
.
The
man
apologised
for
what
he
conceived
to
be
a
mistake
.
"
We
've
orders
to
look
out
for
a
young
gent
about
the
size
of
yours
,
sir
,
"
he
explained
;
"
no
offence
meant
,
I
'm
sure
,
"
and
he
went
away
satisfied
.
A
very
few
minutes
more
and
the
train
rolled
in
to
the
terminus
,
under
the
same
wide
arch
beneath
which
Paul
had
stood
,
helpless
and
bewildered
,
a
week
ago
.
"
Now
my
advice
to
you
,
young
man
,
"
said
Mr.
Goldicutt
,
as
he
put
Paul
into
a
cab
,
and
pressed
half-a-sovereign
into
his
unwilling
hand
,
"
is
to
go
straight
home
to
Papa
and
tell
him
all
about
it
.
I
daresay
he
wo
n't
be
very
hard
on
you
—
here
's
my
card
,
refer
him
to
me
if
you
like
.
Good-night
,
my
boy
,
good-night
,
and
good
luck
to
you
.
Gad
,
the
best
joke
I
've
had
for
years
!
"
And
the
cab
rolled
away
,
leaving
them
standing
chuckling
on
the
platform
,
and
,
as
Paul
found
himself
plunging
once
more
into
the
welcome
roar
and
rattle
of
London
streets
,
he
forgot
the
difficulties
and
dangers
that
might
yet
lie
before
him
in
the
thought
that
at
last
he
was
beyond
the
frontier
,
and
,
for
the
first
time
since
he
had
slipped
through
the
playground
gate
,
he
breathed
freely
.
17.
A
Perfidious
Ally
"
But
homeward
—
home
—
what
home
?
had
he
a
home
?
His
home
—
he
walk
'd
;
Then
down
the
long
street
having
slowly
stolen
,
His
heart
foreshadowing
all
calamity
,
His
eyes
upon
the
stones
,
he
reached
his
home
.
"
Paul
had
been
careful
,
whilst
in
the
hearing
of
his
friends
,
to
give
the
cabman
a
fictitious
address
,
but
as
soon
as
he
reached
the
Euston
Road
,
he
stopped
the
man
and
ordered
him
to
put
him
down
at
the
church
near
the
south
end
of
Westbourne
Terrace
,
for
he
dared
not
drive
up
openly
to
his
own
door
.
At
last
he
found
himself
standing
safely
on
the
pavement
,
looking
down
the
long
line
of
yellow
lamps
of
his
own
terrace
,
only
a
few
hundred
yards
from
home
.
But
though
his
purpose
was
now
within
easy
reach
,
his
spirits
were
far
from
high
;
his
anxiety
had
returned
with
tenfold
power
;
he
felt
no
eagerness
or
exultation
;
on
the
contrary
,
the
task
he
had
set
himself
had
never
before
seemed
so
hopeless
,
so
insurmountable
.
He
stood
for
some
time
by
the
railing
of
the
church
,
which
was
lighted
up
for
evening
service
,
listening
blankly
to
the
solemn
drone
of
the
organ
within
,
unable
to
summon
up
resolution
to
move
from
the
spot
and
present
himself
to
his
unsuspecting
family
.
It
was
a
cold
night
,
with
a
howling
wind
,
and
high
in
the
blue
black
sky
fleecy
clouds
were
coursing
swiftly
along
;
he
obliged
himself
to
set
out
at
last
,
and
walked
down
the
flags
towards
his
house
,
shivering
as
much
from
nervousness
as
cold
.
There
was
a
dance
somewhere
in
the
terrace
that
evening
,
a
large
one
;
as
far
as
he
could
see
there
were
close
ranks
of
carriages
with
blazing
lamps
,
and
he
even
fancied
he
could
hear
the
shouts
of
the
link-boys
and
the
whistles
summoning
cabs
.
As
he
came
nearer
,
he
had
a
hideous
suspicion
,
which
soon
became
a
certainty
,
that
the
entertainment
was
at
his
own
house
;
worse
still
,
it
was
of
a
kind
and
on
a
scale
calculated
to
shock
and
horrify
any
prudent
householder
and
father
of
a
family
.
The
balcony
above
the
portico
was
positively
hung
with
gaudy
Chinese
lanterns
,
and
there
were
even
some
strange
sticks
and
shapes
up
in
one
corner
that
looked
suspiciously
like
fireworks
.
Fireworks
in
Westbourne
Terrace
!
What
would
the
neighbours
think
or
do
?
Between
the
wall
which
separates
the
main
road
from
the
terrace
and
the
street
front
there
were
no
less
than
four
piano-organs
,
playing
,
it
is
to
be
feared
,
by
express
invitation
;
and
there
was
the
usual
crowd
of
idlers
and
loungers
standing
about
by
the
awning
stretched
over
the
portico
,
listening
to
the
music
and
loud
laughter
which
came
from
the
brilliantly
lighted
upper
rooms
.
Paul
remembered
then
,
too
late
,
that
Barbara
in
that
memorable
letter
of
hers
had
mentioned
a
grand
children
's
party
as
being
in
contemplation
.
Dick
had
held
his
tongue
about
it
that
morning
;
and
he
himself
had
not
thought
it
was
to
be
so
soon
.
For
an
instant
he
felt
almost
inclined
to
turn
away
and
give
the
whole
thing
up
in
sick
despair
—
even
to
return
to
Market
Rodwell
and
brave
the
Doctor
's
anger
;
for
how
could
he
hope
to
explain
matters
to
his
family
and
servants
,
or
get
the
Garudâ
Stone
safely
into
his
hands
again
before
all
these
guests
,
in
the
whirl
and
tumult
of
an
evening
party
?
And
yet
he
dared
not
,
after
all
,
go
back
to
Crichton
House
—
that
was
too
terrible
an
alternative
,
and
he
obviously
could
not
roam
the
world
to
any
extent
,
a
runaway
schoolboy
to
all
appearance
,
and
with
less
than
a
sovereign
in
his
pocket
!
After
a
short
struggle
,
he
felt
he
must
make
his
way
in
,
watch
and
wait
,
and
leave
the
rest
to
chance
.
It
was
his
evil
fate
,
after
all
,
that
had
led
him
on
to
make
his
escape
on
this
night
of
all
others
,
and
had
allowed
him
to
come
through
so
much
,
only
to
be
met
with
these
unforeseen
complications
just
when
he
might
have
imagined
the
worst
was
over
.
He
forced
his
way
through
the
staring
crowd
,
and
went
down
the
steps
into
the
area
;
for
he
naturally
shrank
from
braving
the
front
door
,
with
its
crowd
of
footmen
and
hired
waiters
.
He
found
the
door
in
the
basement
open
,
which
was
fortunate
,
and
slipped
quietly
through
the
pantry
,
intending
to
reach
the
hall
by
the
kitchen
stairs
.
But
here
another
check
met
him
.
The
glass
door
which
led
to
the
stairs
happened
to
be
shut
,
and
he
heard
voices
in
the
kitchen
,
which
convinced
him
that
if
he
wished
to
escape
notice
he
must
wait
quietly
in
the
darkness
until
the
door
was
opened
for
him
,
whenever
that
might
be
.
The
door
from
the
pantry
to
the
kitchen
was
partly
open
,
however
,
and
Mr.
Bultitude
could
not
avoid
hearing
everything
that
passed
there
,
although
every
fresh
word
added
to
his
uneasiness
,
until
at
last
he
would
have
given
worlds
to
escape
from
his
involuntary
position
of
eavesdropper
.
There
were
only
two
persons
just
then
in
the
kitchen
:
his
cook
,
who
,
still
in
her
working
dress
,
was
refreshing
herself
after
her
labours
over
the
supper
with
a
journal
of
some
sort
,
and
the
housemaid
,
who
,
in
neat
gala
costume
,
was
engaged
in
fastening
a
pin
more
securely
in
her
white
cap.
"
They
have
n't
give
me
a
answer
yet
,
Eliza
,
"
said
the
cook
,
looking
up
from
her
paper
.
"
Lor
,
cook
!
"
said
Eliza
,
"
you
could
n't
hardly
expect
it
,
seeing
you
only
wrote
on
Friday
.
"
"
No
more
I
did
,
Eliza
.
You
see
it
on'y
began
to
come
into
my
mind
sudden
like
this
last
week
.
I
'm
sure
I
no
more
dreamt
—
—
.
But
they
've
answered
a
lady
who
's
bin
in
much
the
same
situation
as
me
aperiently
.
You
just
'
ark
to
this
a
minute
.
"
And
she
proceeded
to
read
from
her
paper
:
"
'
Lady
Bird
.
—
You
ask
us
(
1
)
what
are
the
signs
by
which
you
may
recognise
the
first
dawnings
of
your
lover
's
affection
.
On
so
delicate
a
matter
we
are
naturally
averse
from
advising
you
;
your
own
heart
must
be
your
best
guide
.
But
perhaps
we
may
mention
a
few
of
the
most
usual
and
infallible
symptoms
'
—
What
sort
of
a
thing
is
a
symptim
,
Eliza
?
"
"
A
symptim
,
cook
,
"
explained
Eliza
,
"
is
somethink
wrong
with
the
inside
.
Her
at
my
last
place
in
Cadogan
Square
had
them
uncommon
bad
.
She
was
what
they
call
æsthetical
,
pore
young
thing
.
Them
infallible
ones
are
always
the
worst
.
"
"
It
do
n't
seem
to
make
sense
though
,
Eliza
,
"
objected
cook
doubtfully
.
"
Hear
how
it
goes
on
:
'
Infallible
symptoms
.
If
you
have
truly
inspired
him
with
a
genuine
and
lasting
passion
'
(
do
n't
he
write
beautiful
?
)
'
passion
,
he
will
continually
haunt
those
places
in
which
you
are
most
likely
to
be
found
'
(
I
could
n't
tell
you
the
times
master
's
bin
down
in
my
kitching
this
last
week
)
;
'
he
will
appear
awkward
and
constrained
in
your
presence
'
(
anything
more
awkward
than
master
I
never
set
eyes
on
.
He
's
knocked
down
one
of
the
best
porcelain
vegetables
this
very
afternoon
!
)
;
'
he
will
beg
for
any
little
favours
,
some
trifle
,
it
may
be
,
made
by
your
own
hand
'
(
master
's
always
a-asking
if
I
've
got
any
of
those
doughnuts
to
give
away
)
;
'
and
,
if
granted
,
he
will
treasure
them
in
secret
with
pride
and
rapture
'
(
I
do
n't
think
master
kep
'
any
of
them
doughnuts
though
,
Eliza
.
I
saw
him
swaller
five
;
but
you
could
n't
treasure
a
doughnut
,
not
to
mention
—
—
I
'll
make
him
a
pincushion
when
I
've
time
,
and
see
what
he
does
with
it
)
.
'
If
you
detect
all
these
indications
of
liking
in
the
person
you
suspect
of
paying
his
addresses
to
you
,
you
may
safely
reckon
upon
bringing
him
to
your
feet
in
a
very
short
space
of
time
.
(
2
)
Yes
,
fuller
's
earth
will
make
them
exquisitely
white
.
'
"
"
There
,
Eliza
!
"
said
cook
,
with
some
pride
,
when
she
had
finished
;
"
if
it
had
been
meant
for
me
it
could
n't
have
been
clearer
.
Ai
n't
it
written
nice
?
And
on'y
to
think
of
my
bringing
master
to
my
feet
!
It
seems
almost
too
much
for
a
cook
to
expect
!
"
"
I
would
n't
say
so
,
cook
;
I
would
n't
.
Have
some
proper
pride
.
Do
n't
let
him
think
he
's
only
to
ask
and
have
!
Why
,
in
the
London
Journal
last
week
there
was
a
dook
as
married
a
governess
;
and
I
should
'
ope
as
a
cook
ranked
above
a
governess
.
Nor
yet
master
ai
n't
a
dook
;
he
's
only
in
the
City
!
But
are
you
sure
he
's
not
only
a-trifling
with
your
affections
,
cook
?
He
's
bin
very
affable
and
pleasant
with
all
of
us
lately
.
"
"
It
ai
n't
for
me
to
speak
too
positive
,
Eliza
,
"
said
cook
almost
bashfully
,
"
nor
to
lay
bare
the
feelings
of
a
bosom
,
beyond
what
's
right
and
proper
.
You
're
young
yet
,
Eliza
,
and
do
n't
understand
these
things
—
leastways
,
it
's
to
be
hoped
not
"
(
Eliza
having
apparently
tossed
her
head
)
;
"
but
do
you
remember
that
afternoon
last
week
as
master
stayed
at
home
a-playin
'
games
with
the
children
?
I
was
a-goin
'
upstairs
to
fetch
my
thimble
,
and
there
,
on
the
bedroom
landin
'
,
was
master
all
alone
,
with
one
of
Master
Dick
's
toy-guns
in
his
'
and
,
and
a
old
slouch
'
at
on
his
head
.
"
'
Have
you
got
a
pass
,
cook
?
'
he
says
,
and
my
'
art
came
right
up
into
my
mouth
,
he
looked
that
severe
and
lofty
at
me
.
I
thought
he
was
put
out
about
something
.
"
"
I
said
I
did
n't
know
as
it
was
required
,
but
I
could
get
one
,
I
says
,
not
knowing
what
he
was
alludin
'
to
all
the
same
.
"
"
But
he
says
,
quite
soft
and
tender-like
,
"
(
here
Paul
shivered
with
shame
)
,
"
'
No
,
you
need
n't
do
that
,
cook
,
there
ai
n't
any
occasion
for
it
;
only
,
'
he
says
,
'
if
you
have
n't
got
no
pass
,
you
'll
have
to
give
me
a
kiss
,
you
know
,
cook
!
'
I
thought
I
should
have
sunk
through
the
stairs
,
I
was
that
overcome
.
I
saw
through
his
rouge
with
half
an
eye
.
"
"
Why
,
he
said
the
same
to
me
,
"
said
Eliza
,
"
only
I
had
a
pass
,
as
luck
had
it
,
which
Miss
Barbara
give
me
.
I
'd
ha
'
boxed
his
ears
if
he
'd
tried
it
,
too
,
master
or
no
master
!
"
"
You
talk
light
,
Eliza
,
"
said
the
cook
sentimentally
,
"
but
you
were
n't
there
to
see
.
It
was
n't
only
the
words
,
it
was
the
way
he
said
it
,
and
the
'
ug
he
gave
me
at
the
time
.
It
was
as
good
as
a
proposial
.
And
,
I
tell
you
,
whatever
you
may
say
—
and
mark
my
words
—
I
'
ave
'
opes
!
"
"
Then
,
if
I
was
you
,
cook
,
"
said
Eliza
,
"
I
'd
try
if
I
could
get
him
to
speak
out
plain
in
writing
;
then
,
whatever
came
of
it
,
there
'd
be
as
good
as
five
hundred
pounds
in
your
pockets
.
"
"
Love-letters
!
"
cried
the
cook
,
"
why
,
Lord
love
you
,
Eliza
—
—
Why
,
William
,
how
you
made
me
jump
!
I
thought
you
was
up
seein
'
to
the
supper-table
.
"
"
The
pastrycook
's
man
is
looking
after
all
that
,
Jane
,
"
said
Boaler
's
voice
.
"
I
've
been
up
outside
the
droring-room
all
this
time
,
lookin
'
at
the
games
goin
'
on
in
there
.
It
's
as
good
as
a
play
to
see
the
way
as
master
is
a
unbendin
'
of
himself
,
and
such
a
out
and
out
stiff-un
as
he
used
to
be
,
too
!
But
it
ai
n't
what
I
like
to
see
in
a
respectable
house
.
I
'm
glad
I
give
warning
.
It
does
n't
do
for
a
man
in
my
position
to
compromise
his
character
by
such
goings
on
.
I
never
see
anything
like
it
in
any
families
I
lived
with
before
.
Just
come
up
and
see
for
yourself
.
You
need
n't
mind
about
cleanin
'
of
yourself
—
they
wo
n't
see
you
.
"
So
the
cook
allowed
herself
to
be
persuaded
by
Boaler
,
and
the
two
went
up
to
the
hall
,
and
,
to
Mr.
Bultitude
's
intense
relief
,
forgot
to
close
the
glazed
door
which
cut
him
off
from
the
staircase
.
As
he
followed
them
upstairs
at
a
cautious
interval
,
and
thought
over
what
he
had
just
so
unwillingly
overheard
,
he
felt
as
one
who
had
just
been
subjected
to
a
moral
showerbath
.
"
That
dreadful
woman
!
"
he
groaned
.
"
Who
would
have
dreamed
that
she
would
get
such
horrible
ideas
into
her
head
?
I
shall
never
be
able
to
look
either
of
those
women
in
the
face
again
:
they
will
both
have
to
go
—
and
she
made
such
excellent
soup
,
too
.
I
do
hope
that
miserable
Dick
has
not
been
fool
enough
to
write
to
her
—
but
no
,
that
's
too
absurd
.
"
But
more
than
ever
he
began
to
wish
that
he
had
stayed
in
the
playground
.
When
he
reached
the
hall
he
stood
there
for
some
moments
in
anxious
deliberation
over
his
best
course
of
proceeding
.
His
main
idea
was
to
lie
in
wait
somewhere
for
Dick
,
and
try
the
result
of
an
appeal
to
his
better
feelings
to
acknowledge
his
outcast
parent
and
abdicate
gracefully
.
If
that
failed
,
and
there
was
every
reason
to
expect
that
it
would
fail
,
he
must
threaten
to
denounce
him
before
the
whole
party
.
It
would
cause
a
considerable
scandal
no
doubt
,
and
be
extremely
repugnant
to
his
own
feelings
,
but
still
he
must
do
it
,
or
frighten
Dick
by
threatening
to
do
it
,
and
at
all
hazards
he
must
contrive
during
the
interview
to
snatch
or
purloin
the
magic
stone
;
without
that
he
was
practically
helpless
.
He
looked
round
him
:
the
study
was
piled
up
with
small
boys
'
hats
and
coats
,
and
in
one
corner
was
a
kind
of
refined
bar
,
where
till
lately
a
trim
housemaid
had
been
dispensing
coffee
and
weak
lemonade
;
she
might
return
at
any
moment
,
he
would
not
be
safe
there
.
Nor
would
the
dining-room
be
more
secluded
,
for
in
it
there
was
an
elaborate
supper
being
laid
out
by
the
waiters
which
,
as
far
as
he
could
see
through
the
crack
in
the
door
,
consisted
chiefly
of
lobsters
,
trifle
,
and
pink
champagne
.
He
felt
a
grim
joy
at
the
sight
,
more
than
he
would
suffer
for
this
night
's
festivities
.
As
he
stole
about
,
with
a
dismal
sense
of
the
unfitness
of
his
sneaking
about
his
own
house
in
this
guilty
fashion
,
he
became
gradually
aware
of
the
scent
of
a
fine
cigar
,
one
of
his
own
special
Cabañas
.
He
wondered
who
had
the
impudence
to
trespass
on
his
cigar-chest
;
it
could
hardly
be
one
of
the
children
.
He
traced
the
scent
to
a
billiard
room
which
he
had
built
out
at
the
side
of
the
house
,
which
was
a
corner
one
,
and
going
down
to
the
door
opened
it
sharply
and
walked
in
.
Comfortably
imbedded
in
the
depths
of
a
long
well-padded
lounging
chair
,
with
a
spirit
case
and
two
or
three
bottles
of
soda
water
at
his
elbow
,
sat
a
man
who
was
lazily
glancing
through
the
Field
with
his
feet
resting
on
the
mantelpiece
,
one
on
each
side
of
the
blazing
fire
.
He
was
a
man
of
about
the
middle
size
,
with
a
face
rather
bronzed
and
reddened
by
climate
,
a
nose
slightly
aquiline
and
higher
in
colour
,
quick
black
eyes
with
an
uneasy
glance
in
them
,
bushy
black
whiskers
,
more
like
the
antiquated
"
Dundreary
"
type
than
modern
fashion
permits
,
and
a
wide
flexible
mouth
.
Paul
knew
him
at
once
,
though
he
had
not
seen
him
for
some
years
;
it
was
Paradine
,
his
disreputable
brother-in-law
—
the
"
Uncle
Marmaduke
"
who
,
by
importing
the
mysterious
Garudâ
Stone
,
had
brought
all
these
woes
upon
him
;
he
noticed
at
once
that
his
appearance
was
unusually
prosperous
,
and
that
the
braided
smoking
coat
he
