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Her
socks
.
Do
you
see
what
made
Irene
scream
?
"
It
is
a
girl
,
is
it
not
?
"
I
asked
,
thus
neatly
depriving
her
of
coherent
speech
as
I
pushed
her
to
the
door
.
I
then
turned
round
to
--
to
begin
,
and
,
after
reflecting
,
I
began
by
sitting
down
behind
the
hood
of
his
carriage
.
My
plan
was
to
accustom
him
to
his
new
surroundings
before
bursting
on
the
scene
myself
.
I
had
various
thoughts
.
Was
he
awake
?
If
not
,
better
let
him
wake
naturally
.
Half-an-hour
was
a
long
time
.
Why
had
I
not
said
quarter-of-an-hour
?
Anon
,
I
saw
that
if
I
was
to
sit
there
much
longer
I
should
have
said
an
hour
,
so
I
whistled
softly
;
but
he
took
no
notice
.
I
remember
trying
to
persuade
myself
that
if
I
never
budged
till
Irene
's
return
,
it
would
be
an
amusing
triumph
over
Mary
.
I
coughed
,
but
still
there
was
no
response
.
Abruptly
,
the
fear
smote
me
.
Perhaps
he
is
not
there
.
I
rose
hastily
,
and
was
striding
forward
,
when
I
distinctly
noticed
a
covert
movement
somewhere
near
the
middle
of
the
carriage
,
and
heard
a
low
gurgle
,
which
was
instantly
suppressed
.
I
stopped
dead
at
this
sharp
reminder
that
I
was
probably
not
the
only
curious
person
in
the
room
,
and
for
a
long
moment
we
both
lay
low
,
after
which
,
I
am
glad
to
remember
,
I
made
the
first
advance
.
Earlier
in
the
day
I
had
arranged
some
likely
articles
on
a
side-table
:
my
watch
and
chain
,
my
bunch
of
keys
,
and
two
war-medals
for
plodding
merit
,
and
with
a
glance
at
these
(
as
something
to
fall
back
upon
)
,
I
stepped
forward
doggedly
,
looking
(
I
fear
now
)
a
little
like
a
professor
of
legerdemain
.
David
was
sitting
up
,
and
he
immediately
fixed
his
eyes
on
me
.
It
would
ill
become
me
to
attempt
to
describe
this
dear
boy
to
you
,
for
of
course
I
know
really
nothing
about
children
,
so
I
shall
say
only
this
,
that
I
thought
him
very
like
what
Timothy
would
have
been
had
he
ever
had
a
chance
.
I
to
whom
David
had
been
brought
for
judgment
,
now
found
myself
being
judged
by
him
,
and
this
rearrangement
of
the
pieces
seemed
so
natural
that
I
felt
no
surprise
;
I
felt
only
a
humble
craving
to
hear
him
signify
that
I
would
do
.
I
have
stood
up
before
other
keen
judges
and
deceived
them
all
,
but
I
made
no
effort
to
deceive
David
;
I
wanted
to
,
but
dared
not
.
Those
unblinking
eyes
were
too
new
to
the
world
to
be
hooded
by
any
of
its
tricks
.
In
them
I
saw
my
true
self
.
They
opened
for
me
that
pedler
's
pack
of
which
I
have
made
so
much
ado
,
and
I
found
that
it
was
weighted
less
with
pretty
little
sad
love-tokens
than
with
ignoble
thoughts
and
deeds
and
an
unguided
life
.
I
looked
dejectedly
at
David
,
not
so
much
,
I
think
,
because
I
had
such
a
sorry
display
for
him
,
as
because
I
feared
he
would
not
have
me
in
his
service
.
I
seemed
to
know
that
he
was
making
up
his
mind
once
and
for
all
.
And
in
the
end
he
smiled
,
perhaps
only
because
I
looked
so
frightened
,
but
the
reason
scarcely
mattered
to
me
,
I
felt
myself
a
fine
fellow
at
once
.
It
was
a
long
smile
,
too
,
opening
slowly
to
its
fullest
extent
(
as
if
to
let
me
in
)
,
and
then
as
slowly
shutting
.
Then
,
to
divert
me
from
sad
thoughts
,
or
to
rivet
our
friendship
,
or
because
the
time
had
come
for
each
of
us
to
show
the
other
what
he
could
do
,
he
immediately
held
one
foot
high
in
the
air
.
This
made
him
slide
down
the
perambulator
,
and
I
saw
at
once
that
it
was
very
necessary
to
replace
him
.
But
never
before
had
I
come
into
such
close
contact
with
a
child
;
the
most
I
had
ever
done
was
,
when
they
were
held
up
to
me
,
to
shut
my
eyes
and
kiss
a
vacuum
.
David
,
of
course
,
though
no
doubt
he
was
eternally
being
replaced
,
could
tell
as
little
as
myself
how
it
was
contrived
,
and
yet
we
managed
it
between
us
quite
easily
.
His
body
instinctively
assumed
a
certain
position
as
I
touched
him
,
which
compelled
my
arms
to
fall
into
place
,
and
the
thing
was
done
.
I
felt
absurdly
pleased
,
but
he
was
already
considering
what
he
should
do
next
.
He
again
held
up
his
foot
,
which
had
a
gouty
appearance
owing
to
its
being
contained
in
a
dumpy
little
worsted
sock
,
and
I
thought
he
proposed
to
repeat
his
first
performance
,
but
in
this
I
did
him
an
injustice
,
for
,
unlike
Porthos
,
he
was
one
who
scorned
to
do
the
same
feat
twice
;
perhaps
,
like
the
conjurors
,
he
knew
that
the
audience
were
more
on
the
alert
the
second
time
.
