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The things had to be cleaned, or people would wonder where he had been. Searching in a cupboard full of oily rags, grimy leathers, and other filthy instruments, he found the blacking and the brushes, and presently the boots began to shine in patches here and there. Then he washed again, and as he flung open the front door, he kicked the milk all down the steps.
In her market-booths were displayed innumerable commodities; animals, fruit, vegetables, fowl flowers, goldfish, caged finches, canaries jewelry, rugs, stamped leathers and drawn-linen work bright cloths, blankets, baskets and pottery wines, laces, silks, satins, cigarettes and cigars. Bidding was brisk and at times vehement, but always good humored.
Now, as Miss Annesley has forgotten it, perhaps you will tell me of just what my duties here will consist." "You harness, ride and drive, sir, and take care of the metals. I clean the leathers and carriages, exercise the horses and keep their hides shiny. If anything is purchased, sir, we shall have to depend upon your judgment. Are you given to cussing, sir?" "Cussing?" repeated Warburton.
"You'll have to wear rough flannels and old clothes," added Randy. "You can't take kid gloves and patent leathers with you." "And you'll have to sleep on the ground," put in Clay, "and eat coarse food. No chocolate cake and ice cream about canoeing." "Oh, stop your chaffing," drawled Nugget sullenly. "I understand all that. I'm not as green as you think. If you fellows can stand it I can.
There the brown velveteen and the patent leathers and the watch made a great impression, and the eight sovereigns Paul was able to jingle in his pockets and display to wondering eyes. 'There's danger in the life, lad, said Armstrong wistfully. 'I know it, for I saw a heap of it in my youth. Keep a clean heart, Paul. High thinking goes with chaste and sober living.
In a moment after Victor Carrington had done this, and while he crouched down and looked through the hedge, Lionel Dale appeared in sight, borne madly along by his unmanageable horse, as he dashed heedlessly down the road, his rider holding the bridle indeed, but breathless, powerless, his head uncovered, and one of his stirrup- leathers broken.
"No; it was the little black one." "Simon, they called him." "The same. He laid the things down and was gone. I thought that maybe if he came again we might get him to stop." "How, then?" "Maybe if we got these stirrup leathers round his ankles he would not get them off quite as easy as we have done." "And what then?" "Well, he would tell us where we are, and what is to be done with us."
Our sexton has got a name among his neighbours for his capital double-leather brogues, warranted to carry you dry-shod through a river; and, warmed by my brandy-flask and bonhomie, considering me moreover little likely to set up a rival shop, cunningly communicates his secret: he puts parchment between the leathers Parchment, my good man? where can you get your parchment hereabouts?
Did it not belong to that down- East unfortunate who had been out to the "Genesee country" and got the "fevern-nager," and whose hand shook so pitifully when held out to receive my poor gift? The same, under all disguises, Stephen Leathers, of Barrington, him, and none other! Let me conjure him into his own likeness: "Well, Stephen, what news from old Barrington?"
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