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By what you tell me, the circumstances of your son's bringing up in India among native servants have encouraged the growth of a passionate temper, but I trust that we may be able to overcome that; at any rate I will give him a trial." And so it was settled that Ned should return to Porson's, for so the establishment was henceforth to be known.
Between Monksland and the town of Northwold lay some four miles of cliff, most of which had been portioned off in building lots, for Northwold was what is called a "rising watering-place." About half-way between the Abbey and this town stood Mr. Porson's mansion.
Green said, "and Porson's evidence would back mine. Yes, I will go in and see him even if my visit does do him harm." "I will move him into his new quarters first," the officer said; "then if he drinks the tea he may, if he feels sleepy, throw himself on the bed and go off. He will be quiet and undisturbed there." Two or three minutes later the doctor was shown into a comfortable room.
Morris did not see him, for he had turned his head away; but at the mention of Mary Porson's name his father started, as though someone had pricked him with a pin.
Porson's view of the case was the correct one; but after a fortnight's consideration he went down on New Year's Day to the school, and told his master that he had made up his mind. "I see, sir," he said, "now that I have thought it all over, that you are quite right, and that I have been behaving like an ass, so I shall set to work again and try and make up the lost time.
You see, I'm on a hot trail, an' don't fancy losing a minute." "You're goin' to talk to 'em the boys?" Porson's eyes lit with a gleam of satisfaction. "Can you twist 'em?" Bull thrust a hand into his breast pocket and drew out a sealed packet. He held it up before the other's questioning eyes. "I haven't failed yet," he said quietly.
Porson's armchair, and Porson himself perched upon the edge of a new-looking leather sofa in an attitude of pained expectancy. "Now I am at your service, Colonel," he said. "Oh! yes; well, it is just this. I want you, if you will, to look through these figures for me," and he produced and handed to him a portentous document headed "List of Obligations." Mr.
His new machinery was standing idle, his business was getting worse and worse, he was greatly pressed and worried, and it was monstrous, she told herself, that at such a time he should be troubled with Ned's defiant behavior. A short time before the school Christmas holidays Ned knocked at the door of Mr. Porson's study.
Under their relative circumstances, if it had been he who first suggested this alliance, he and his family must have remained at the gravest disadvantage, and as for stipulations, well, he could have made none. But as it chanced it was from poor Porson's lips that the suggestion came. Mr. Porson cleared this throat once, twice, thrice. At the third rasp, the Colonel became very attentive.
Somewhat earlier than Porson's day another convivial soul haunted this neighbourhood. This was George Alexander Stevens, the strolling player who eventually attained a place in the company of Covent Garden theatre. He was an indifferent actor but an excellent lecturer. One of his discourses, a lecture on Heads, was immensely popular in England, and not less so in Boston and Philadelphia.
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