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The Mayor and Dr. Downie: . . . "That you are to be canonised at the close of the year along with Professors Hanky and Panky?" "I believe it is his Majesty's intention that the Professors and myself are to head the list of the Sunchild's Saints, but we have all of us got to . . . " And so on, and so on, buzz, buzz, buzz, over the whole table. Presently Yram turned to Hanky and said
He, poor man, did not yet know what serious brain exhaustion these attacks betokened, and finding himself in his usual health as soon as they passed away, set them down as simply effects of fatigue and undue excitement. George did not lunch with the others. Yram explained that he had to draw up a report which would occupy him till dinner time.
My father on reaching his room went to the dressing-table, where he saw a small unpretending box, which he immediately opened. On the top was a paper with the words, "Look say nothing forget." Beneath this was some cotton wool, and then the two buttons and the lock of his own hair, that he had given Yram when he said good-bye to her.
I shall have nothing else to carry, for I shall camp down below both morning and evening. But would you not like to send some present to the Mayor, Yram, their other children, and Mrs. Humdrum's grand-daughter?" "Do what you can," said my father. And these were the last instructions he gave me about those adventures with which alone this work is concerned.
My father repeatedly tried to turn the conversation from himself, but Mrs. Humdrum and Yram wanted to know about Nna Haras, as they persisted in calling my mother how she endured her terrible experiences in the balloon, when she and my father were married, all about my unworthy self, and England generally.
Meanwhile Yram had conducted Dr. Downie and Mrs. Humdrum into an adjoining room. They returned in about ten minutes, and Dr. Downie asked Mrs. Humdrum to say what they had agreed to recommend. "We think," said she very demurely, "that the strict course would be to drop the charge of poaching, and Blue-Pool both the Professors and the prisoner without delay.
I assure you we never even allowed a thought of eating one of them to cross our minds." "Then," said Yram to herself, "they gorged upon them." What could she think?
"Very well," he said at last, "I suppose we had better go." Every one having now understood what his or her part was to be, Yram said they had better shake hands all round and take a couple of hours' rest before getting ready for the banquet. George said that the Professors did not shake hands with him very cordially, but the farce was gone through. When the hand-shaking was over, Dr.
The voices were all in unison, and the tune they sang was one which my father had taught Yram to sing; but he could not catch the words. As soon as the singing began, a procession, headed by the venerable Dr. Gurgoyle, President of the Musical Banks of the province, began to issue from the robing-room, and move towards the middle of the apse.
In the meantime Yram and the Mayor had considered the question whether anything was to be said to the Professors or no. They were confident that my father would not commit himself why, indeed, should he have dyed his hair and otherwise disguised himself, if he had not intended to remain undiscovered?
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