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Dale and his men at once entered the front door of the building, dragging the branch and hose along with them, and were lost in smoke. Previous to the arrival of the fire-engines, however, a scene had been enacted which Willie Willders had not witnessed. A fire-escape was first to reach the burning house.
She had been Miss Tippet's confidential servant before entering the service of Mr Auberly, and her extremely short stay in Beverly Square had not altered that condition. She had come to feel that she had a right to know all Miss Tippet's affairs, and so waited for information. Yes, well ." "Boy," said Miss Tippet, turning suddenly to Willie, "your name is William Willders, I believe?"
And thus they fought, day and night, hand to hand, for more than a fortnight, before the battle was thoroughly ended and the victory gained. How the firemen continued to do their desperate work, day and night, almost without rest, it is impossible to tell. Frank Willders said that, after the first night, he went about his work like a man in a dream.
But one of them lay extended on the pavement. It needed not a second glance to tell that it was Frank Willders. "Lift him gently, lads," said Dale, who was himself severely bruised. "Stop," exclaimed Frank in a low voice; "I've got no harm except to my left leg. It's broken, I think. There's no use of lifting me till you get a cab. I'll go straight home, if " He fainted as he spoke.
"That's Willie Willders," said Barret, laughing. "I guessed as much, and with your leave I'll call him in. He knows of my having become an inmate of his mother's house, and as he is probably going home I would like to send a message to his mother. Hallo, Willie." "Ay, ay, sir!" answered the youth, in the tones of a thoroughbred seaman.
Fred obeyed, and at once began an earnest discussion with Willie as to the best method of getting a stout gentleman out of a third-floor window in case of fire, when Matty Merryon entered with a flushed face and said that a fireman who would not give his name wished to see Willie Willders for a minute; and she was inclined to think it was his brother. "What!
Some time before the entrance of Willie Willders into the King Street station the engine had been turned out to a fire close at hand, which proved to be only a chimney on fire, and which was put out by means of a hand-pump and a bucket of water, while Moxey was sent back with the "stop" to the station.
"`Notting Hill! he cried, falling back in his chair as if he had been struck by a thunderbolt. `Your mother, he gasped, `Mrs Willders my sister-in-law the waterman's widow? `A sailor's widow, sir, said I, `who is proud of the husband, who rose to the top of his profession.
"Well, what d'ye want, you noisy scamp?" said Barret, flinging the door open, and revealing the small figure of Willie Willders. "Please, sir," said Willie, consulting the back of a note; "are you Mister T-Tom Tupper, Esquire?" "No, I'm not." "Ain't there sitch a name in the house?" "No, not that I know of." Willie's face looked blank.
There was reason for her joy, however, for she had come to know, in some mysterious way, that Frank Willders loved her; and she had known, for a long time past, that she loved Frank Willders. Frank had become a foreman of the Fire Brigade, and had been removed from his former station and comrades to his new charge in the city.
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