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'But you can't take it home like that, Cyril said, 'we shall have a crowd after us, and indeed two errand boys and a policeman had already collected. 'I can't give you nothink only a paper-bag, like what we put the tortoises in, said the man grudgingly.
"I will go with you," the Captain said; "but I will first slip in and put my shoes on; I brought them down in my hand and shall be ready in a minute. You may as well lock up this gate again, John. I will go out through the front door and join them in the lane." As he went into the house, John Wilkes closed the gate and put up the bar, then took up the lantern and said to Cyril,
Then they parted, Tom Hamilton strolling to the country hotel with the young school teacher for companion, while Olive and Cyril walked across the fields to the House of Lords. It was a night in a thousand. The air was warm, clear, and breathlessly still; so still that not a leaf stirred on the trees.
And I'll get 'em to take me in and send a tel'gram to Daddy and Mother to come save me. To the astonishment of both his hearers, Cyril broke off chokingly in his yelled tirade; caught up a bibelot from the table, hurled it with all his puny force at Lad, the innocent cause of the fracas; and then rushed from the room and from the house.
So the cracker and the Roman candles were lighted, and they were all that could be expected for the money; but when it came to the Jack-in-the-box it simply sat in the tray and laughed at them, as Cyril said.
In fact he and Cyril were a sort of acquaintances from the time of Cyril's visit to England where he met the late Earl Moors, the father of the present peer, in some of his visits to Toynbee Hall, and the Whitechapel Settlements. The earl was very much interested in the slums, perhaps because he was rather poor himself, if not quite slummy.
"I'm not complaining, ma'am," says Cyril; "but Cook, you see, she she didn't like it because of my bringing back the roast. And I'm not very good at dodging, ma'am." "Oh!" says Doris, shudderin'. "It struck me here, ma'am," says Cyril, indicatin' the exact spot. "Yes, yes, I see," says Doris. "I I'm sorry, Snee." "Not at all, ma'am," objects Cyril. "My fault entirely. I should have jumped quicker.
"This expedition has happened in the nick of time for me," he said, when, in accordance with his invitation, Cyril and he embarked in the Earl's boat in which he had been rowed to the City, "for I was in bad odour with the authorities, and was like, erelong, to have been sent home far less pleasantly; and although the Earl, my father, is very indulgent, he would have been terribly angry with me had it been so.
'She doesn't mean to be; but there ARE some nice things there, all the same, said Cyril; who suddenly felt how impossible it was to inform the listening crowd that all the treasures piled on the carpet were mother's contributions to the bazaar. No one would believe it; and if they did, and wrote to thank mother, she would think well, goodness only knew what she would think.
If there was anything in it, and she had not been going away, her father ought to have been warned, and Cyril Carey spoken to in the way he deserved selfish scapegrace! As it is, the bare suspicion is enough to reconcile one to Fanny Russell's going out to India, though that custom for girls has fallen into disrepute, and I never had any liking for it.
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