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"'Cause I was there, sir; an' it was my brother, sir, Frank Willders, as saved your sister." "Was it, indeed!" exclaimed Fred, becoming suddenly interested. "Come, let me hear more about your brother." Willie, nothing loth, related every fact he was acquainted with in regard to Frank's career, and his own family history, in the course of which he revealed the object of his visit to Mr Tippet.
To Jim's immense amazement, the supposed audience applauded him heartily; and said, "Bravyo! young 'un," as it stepped into the room, in the person of William Willders. "Why! who may you be?" inquired the clown senior, stepping up to the intruder. Before Willie could answer the clown junior sprang on his father's shoulders, and whispered in his ear.
During the progress of the fire, small Willie Willders was in a state of the wildest, we might almost say hilarious, excitement; he regarded not the loss of property; the fire never struck him in that light. His little body and big spirit rejoiced in the whole affair as a magnificent display of fireworks and heroism.
"Now," continued Mr Tippet, utterly regardless of the sensation he had created, and wiping the perspiration from his shining head with a handful of shavings; "now, William Willders, all this may be, shall be, prevented by the adoption of the galvano-hydraulic engine, and the consequent restriction of the application of coal to the legitimate purposes of warming our dwellings and cooking our victuals.
"True, my son," observed Mrs Willders, resting her forehead on her hand; then, as if suddenly recollecting something, she looked up and said, "Willie, I want you to go down to the City with these socks to Frank. This is his birthday, and I sat late last night on purpose to get them finished. His station is a long way off, I know, but you've nothing else to do, so "
"Mister William Willders stands before you," said the boy, placing his hand on his heart and making a bow. "Come now, Long-legs," he added, seizing Hopkins by the arm and pushing him downstairs and into the cab. Leaping in after him he shut the door with a bang. "Now then, cabby, all right, Beverly Square, full split; sixpence extra if you do it within the half!"
Willie explained that, having had the pleasure of meeting with Jim at an auction sale some weeks ago, he had called to renew his acquaintance; and Jim said he remembered the incident and that, if he was not mistaken, a desire to see a live fairy in plain clo'se, with her wings off, had something to do with his visit. "Here she is; by the way, what's your name?" "Bill Willders."
After this trip to Wales, Frank returned home and told his mother abruptly that he meant to marry Emma Ward without delay, to which Mrs Willders replied that she thought he was quite right. As Emma appeared to be of the same mind the marriage took place in due course. That is to say, Miss Tippet and Emma managed to put it off as long as possible and to create as much delay as they could.
"Come, then, out with it," said Willie, with a laugh; "why, this is something like one of the Arabian Nights' Entertainments." "Well, mother," said Frank, laying his hand gently on the widow's shoulder, "you shan't darn any more socks if I can help it, for I'm a man of fortune now!" "How, Frank?" said Mrs Willders, with a puzzled look.
She was an ardent hero-worshipper; and while Miss Tippet was her heroine, Frank Willders was, at that time, her beau ideal of a hero, although she only knew him from description.
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