The Adventures of Harry Richmond, Complete

tea. He said it was a place in London, but did not add the sort of place, only that I should soon be coming to London with him; and I remarked,

the subject, so we drank our tea with the grandeur of London for our theme, where, Temple assured me, you never had a headache after a carouse overnight: a communication that led me to think the country a far less favourable place of abode for gentlemen. We quitted the house without seeing our host or the captain, and greatly admired by

he captain. After that he said we were men and heroes, and he tipped us both, much to Janet Ilchester's adv

dowpane. He was always meditating upon dogs, and what might be the price of this dog or that, and whether lapdogs were good travellers. The fashionable valu

ost of one. 'Yes, about that; but I'll

pug for himself, and walked round me, throwing himself into attitudes with shrugs and loud breathings. 'I don't... don't t

e pugs,' I

aid Temple, with a s

t-knife for the hunting-fi

w he was dreadfully afraid of my speaking the perso

et one when we're in London. They're just as u

hey are, if they

o the point I had at heart, 'for hunting

s head, every shift of, his mind, and how he half knew that he profited by my shunning to say flatly I desired to set out upon the discovery of the Bench. He took the benefit of my shamefacedness, for which I daily punished his. I really felt that I was justified in giving my irritability an airing by curious allusions to Janet; yet, though I made him wince, it was impossible to touch his conscience. He admitted to

g: 'Oh, you own dear precious pet darling beauty! if I might only feed you every day of my life I should be happy! I curtsey to him every time I see him. If I were his master, the men should all of

ction to you'; and I said to him, 'You know, Temple, I shall be going to London to-morrow or the next day, not later: I don't

en thank me. Ajax soon wore one of Janet's collars, like two or three other of the Riversley dogs, and I had the satisfaction of hearing Temple accept my grandfather's invitat

had both declared in joke that we were sure the captain wished to be introduced to her. My aunt reserved her ideas on the subject, but by-and-by she proposed to u

in reality my burden; for Julia had distinguished me and not him with all the signs of affection, and of the two I had the more thoroughly forgotten her; I believe Temple was first in toasting her at Squire Gregory's table. There is nothing like a pent-up secret of the heart for accumulating powers of speech; I mean in youth. The mental distilling process sets in later, and then you have irony instead of eloquence. From brooding on my father, and not daring to mention his name lest I should hear evil of it, my thoughts were a proud family, proud of their origin, proud of their isolation,-and not t

agreeable to you. A dog pulled by the collar is not much of a companion. I start for Julia to-morrow be

one make comparisons bet

, and sometimes talked downright fla

ding out in an unknown world with only a little ring, half a stone's-throw clear around us, and blots of copse, and queer vanishing cottages, and hard grey meadows, fir-trees wonderfully magnified, and larches and birches rigged like fairy ships, all starting up to us as we passed, and melting instantly. One could have fancied the fir-trees black torches. And here the shoulder of a hill invited us to race up to the ridge: some way on we came to crossroa

ple shouted enthusiastically, 'Richie, we shall do it yet! I've been funking, but now I'm sure we shall do it. Janet said, "What's the use of my coming over to dine at Riversley if Harry Richmond and you don't come home before ten or eleven o'clock?" I told her we'd do it by dinner-time: Don't you like Janet, Richie?-That is, if our horses' hic-haec-hocks didn't get strained on this hard nominative-plural-masculine of the artic

d him twice out of the deepening fog. I called to Temple that he was right, we should do it. Temple hurrahed rather breathlessly. At the end of an hour I pulled up at an inn, where I left the horses

e, 'the rest of

tickets for, London sprang to my mouth promptly in a

as the carriages slid away with us; an affectionate commiseration for Temple touched

hool, getting a holiday for the boys, tipping them, and then off wi

sage of time supervened. Amazement, when he looked at my watch, struck him dumb. Ten minutes later we were in yellow fog, then in brown. Temple stared at both windows and at me; he jumped from his seat and fell on it, muttering,