Part 4 (1/2)

She gave him a very gentle smile, and as I held out my hand, she drew me to her and kissed me.

I could not say ”Good-bye” then, for there was a strange choking feeling in my throat which made me hurry away, and the last thing I heard as I went out was the sharp banging and locking of the little gate, followed by another defiant sniff.

”Come and see us as often as you can, Mayne,” said my new friend at parting. ”We never had any children, and it is a pleasure to us to have young people about us, for since my misfortunes we have lived very much to ourselves. In fact, my dear wife's health has made it necessary that she should be much alone.”

”But she is getting better, sir?”

”Oh, rapidly now; and if I can get her abroad--Ah, we must talk about this another time. Goodnight.”

”Good-night.”

It was like the opening out of a new life to me, and I walked back to Camberwell as if the distance was nothing, thinking as I was all the time about the conversation, of Mrs John's sweet, patient face, and the constantly attentive manner of Mr John, every action of his being repaid by a grateful smile. ”I wonder,” I thought, ”how it is possible that Mr Dempster and Mr John could be cousins;” and then I went on thinking about the interview at the office when Mr Dempster was so harsh.

This kept my attention till I reached the Deans', and then I walked straight in to find Mrs Dean making believe to read, while Esau was bending his head slowly in a swaying motion nearer and nearer to the candle every moment. In fact I believe if I had not arrived as I did, Esau's hair would have been singed so as to need no cutting for some time. As it was, he leaped up at a touch.

”Oh, here you are!” he said. ”If you hadn't come I believe I should soon have dropped asleep.”

CHAPTER FOUR.

HOW MR. DEMPSTER USED HIS CANE.

My life at the office grew more miserable every day, and Mr Isaac Dempster more tyrannical.

That's a big word to use, and seems more appropriate to a Roman emperor than to a London auctioneer; but, on quietly thinking it over, it is quite correct, for I honestly believe that that man took delight in abusing Esau and me.

Let me see; what did some one say about the employment of boys? ”A boy is a boy; two boys are half a boy; and three boys are no boy at all.”

Of course, as to the amount of work they do. But it is not true, for I know--one of the auction-room porters told me--that Mr Dempster used to keep two men-clerks in his office, till they both discharged themselves because they would not put up with what the porter called ”his nastiness.” Then we were both engaged.

That was one day when Dingle came down in his green baize ap.r.o.n and carpet-cap, and had to wait till our employer returned from his lunch.

”Ah!” he said, ”the guv'nor used to lead them two a pretty life, and keep 'em ever so late sometimes.”

”But he had more business then, I suppose?” I said.

”Not he. Busier now, and makes more money. n.o.body won't stop with him.”

”Yes, they will,” said Esau. ”You said you'd been with him fourteen years.”

”Yes,” said Dingle, showing his yellow teeth, ”but I'm an auctioneer's fixtur', and going ain't in my way.”

”Why not?” asked Esau.

”Got a wife and twelve children, squire, and they nails a man down.”

Just then Mr Dempster came in, ordered Dingle to go into his room, and we could hear him being well bullied about something, while as he came out he laughed at us both, and gave his head a peculiar shake.

”Off!” he whispered. ”Flea in each ear.”

I mention this because it set me thinking that if we two lads of sixteen or seventeen did all the work for which two men were formerly kept, we could not be quite so useless and stupid as Mr Dempster said.