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"Won't do," said the doctor shortly. "Too thin," said Mr Hippetts to himself. "Bunce!" he shouted. Bunce stood out, or rather waddled forth, a stoutly-made boy with short legs, a boy who, if ever he had a chance, would grow fat and round, with eyes like two currants, and a face like a bun. Bunce made a bow like a scoop upside down. "Another excellent boy, sir," said Mr Hippetts.
"Yes," said Mr Hippetts; "a most ungrateful boy." The little fellow stunted of his age swung sharply round; and they saw that his eyes were brimming over as he looked reproachfully from one to the other. "I didn't want to be a bad un, sir," he said. "I did try, and and and I'll stop here, please, and "
"Let him be, Mr Hippetts, if you please," said the doctor, with dignity; and he drew in a long breath, and remained for some moments silent, while the whole school stared with wondering eyes, and the two masters exchanged glances. "Strange boy," said Mr Hippetts. Then the doctor bent down slowly, and laid his hand upon the lad's shoulder.
"Well, sir; if you are satisfied I have nothing to say." "I am satisfied, Mr Hippetts." "But he is not so old as you said, sir." "No." "And you wanted a boy of good character." "Yes; but I recall all I said. That is the boy I want. Can I take him at once?" "At once, sir!" said the master, as the little fellow, with his face a study, listened eagerly, and looked from one to the other.
For there rose up before him the stern faces of Mr Hippetts and Mr Sibery, with the jeering crowd of schoolfellows, who could laugh at and gibe him for his downfall, and be sure to call him Gentleman Coleby, as long as they were together, the name, under the circumstances, being sure to stick.
He was a wooden-faced boy, who seemed to have hard brains and a soft head, for his forehead looked nubbly, and there were rounded off corners at the sides. "Let Dr Grayson hear you say " "No, no, Hippetts; this is not an examination," cried the doctor testily. "That is not the sort of boy I want. He must be a bright, intelligent lad, whom I can adopt and take into my house.
As he touched the child's hand, though, he gave vent to a sigh of satisfaction, and sank back upon the coarse pillow, while the child nestled to his side, sobbing convulsively, but rapidly calming down. "Against all rule and precedent, doctor," said the master, in an ill-used tone. "Yes, my dear Mr Hippetts," said the doctor, smiling; "but I order it as a sedative medicine.
"And are you going to give up your project, papa?" said Helen. "No," he thundered. "Certainly not. It's very awkward, for that bullet-headed drill-sergeant Hippetts will laugh at me, and say `I told you so, but I shall have to take the boy back." Helen was silent. "He told me I should," he continued; "but I would not believe him. The young dog's face attracted me.
"Up there, sir," said Dexter, in a low-toned weary voice, which sounded as if all the spirit had gone. "Up there!" cried the doctor. "Yes," said Dexter feebly; and without turning round "to Mr Hippetts, and to Mr Sibery, sir. To take me back. It's no good. I did try so hard so hard but I never had no mother no father not like other boys and and "
"I remember all she did for me so well, and and I have never been to see her since." "My fault my fault, my boy," said the doctor hastily. "There, we shall go and see her now." There were only two familiar faces for Dexter to encounter, first, namely, those of Mr Hippetts and the schoolmaster, both of whom expressed themselves as being proud to shake their old pupil's hand.
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