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He
was
not
only
excited
with
his
play
,
but
visions
were
gleaming
on
him
of
going
the
next
day
to
Brassing
,
where
there
was
gambling
on
a
grander
scale
to
be
had
,
and
where
,
by
one
powerful
snatch
at
the
devil
’
s
bait
,
he
might
carry
it
off
without
the
hook
,
and
buy
his
rescue
from
his
daily
solicitings
.
He
was
still
winning
when
two
new
visitors
entered
.
One
of
them
was
a
young
Hawley
,
just
come
from
his
law
studies
in
town
,
and
the
other
was
Fred
Vincy
,
who
had
spent
several
evenings
of
late
at
this
old
haunt
of
his
.
Young
Hawley
,
an
accomplished
billiard
-
player
,
brought
a
cool
fresh
hand
to
the
cue
.
But
Fred
Vincy
,
startled
at
seeing
Lydgate
,
and
astonished
to
see
him
betting
with
an
excited
air
,
stood
aside
,
and
kept
out
of
the
circle
round
the
table
.
Fred
had
been
rewarding
resolution
by
a
little
laxity
of
late
.
He
had
been
working
heartily
for
six
months
at
all
outdoor
occupations
under
Mr
.
Garth
,
and
by
dint
of
severe
practice
had
nearly
mastered
the
defects
of
his
handwriting
,
this
practice
being
,
perhaps
,
a
little
the
less
severe
that
it
was
often
carried
on
in
the
evening
at
Mr
.
Garth
’
s
under
the
eyes
of
Mary
.
But
the
last
fortnight
Mary
had
been
staying
at
Lowick
Parsonage
with
the
ladies
there
,
during
Mr
.
Farebrother
’
s
residence
in
Middlemarch
,
where
he
was
carrying
out
some
parochial
plans
;
and
Fred
,
not
seeing
anything
more
agreeable
to
do
,
had
turned
into
the
Green
Dragon
,
partly
to
play
at
billiards
,
partly
to
taste
the
old
flavor
of
discourse
about
horses
,
sport
,
and
things
in
general
,
considered
from
a
point
of
view
which
was
not
strenuously
correct
.
He
had
not
been
out
hunting
once
this
season
,
had
had
no
horse
of
his
own
to
ride
,
and
had
gone
from
place
to
place
chiefly
with
Mr
.
Garth
in
his
gig
,
or
on
the
sober
cob
which
Mr
.
Garth
could
lend
him
.
It
was
a
little
too
bad
,
Fred
began
to
think
,
that
he
should
be
kept
in
the
traces
with
more
severity
than
if
he
had
been
a
clergyman
.
"
I
will
tell
you
what
,
Mistress
Mary
—
it
will
be
rather
harder
work
to
learn
surveying
and
drawing
plans
than
it
would
have
been
to
write
sermons
,
"
he
had
said
,
wishing
her
to
appreciate
what
he
went
through
for
her
sake
;
"
and
as
to
Hercules
and
Theseus
,
they
were
nothing
to
me
.
They
had
sport
,
and
never
learned
to
write
a
bookkeeping
hand
.
"
And
now
,
Mary
being
out
of
the
way
for
a
little
while
,
Fred
,
like
any
other
strong
dog
who
cannot
slip
his
collar
,
had
pulled
up
the
staple
of
his
chain
and
made
a
small
escape
,
not
of
course
meaning
to
go
fast
or
far
.
There
could
be
no
reason
why
he
should
not
play
at
billiards
,
but
he
was
determined
not
to
bet
.
As
to
money
just
now
,
Fred
had
in
his
mind
the
heroic
project
of
saving
almost
all
of
the
eighty
pounds
that
Mr
.
Garth
offered
him
,
and
returning
it
,
which
he
could
easily
do
by
giving
up
all
futile
money
-
spending
,
since
he
had
a
superfluous
stock
of
clothes
,
and
no
expense
in
his
board
.
In
that
way
he
could
,
in
one
year
,
go
a
good
way
towards
repaying
the
ninety
pounds
of
which
he
had
deprived
Mrs
.
Garth
,
unhappily
at
a
time
when
she
needed
that
sum
more
than
she
did
now
.
Nevertheless
,
it
must
be
acknowledged
that
on
this
evening
,
which
was
the
fifth
of
his
recent
visits
to
the
billiard
-
room
,
Fred
had
,
not
in
his
pocket
,
but
in
his
mind
,
the
ten
pounds
which
he
meant
to
reserve
for
himself
from
his
half
-
year
’
s
salary
(
having
before
him
the
pleasure
of
carrying
thirty
to
Mrs
.
Garth
when
Mary
was
likely
to
be
come
home
again
)
—
he
had
those
ten
pounds
in
his
mind
as
a
fund
from
which
he
might
risk
something
,
if
there
were
a
chance
of
a
good
bet
.
Why
?
Well
,
when
sovereigns
were
flying
about
,
why
shouldn
’
t
he
catch
a
few
?
He
would
never
go
far
along
that
road
again
;
but
a
man
likes
to
assure
himself
,
and
men
of
pleasure
generally
,
what
he
could
do
in
the
way
of
mischief
if
he
chose
,
and
that
if
he
abstains
from
making
himself
ill
,
or
beggaring
himself
,
or
talking
with
the
utmost
looseness
which
the
narrow
limits
of
human
capacity
will
allow
,
it
is
not
because
he
is
a
spooney
.
Fred
did
not
enter
into
formal
reasons
,
which
are
a
very
artificial
,
inexact
way
of
representing
the
tingling
returns
of
old
habit
,
and
the
caprices
of
young
blood
:
but
there
was
lurking
in
him
a
prophetic
sense
that
evening
,
that
when
he
began
to
play
he
should
also
begin
to
bet
—
that
he
should
enjoy
some
punch
-
drinking
,
and
in
general
prepare
himself
for
feeling
"
rather
seedy
"
in
the
morning
.
It
is
in
such
indefinable
movements
that
action
often
begins
.
But
the
last
thing
likely
to
have
entered
Fred
’
s
expectation
was
that
he
should
see
his
brother
-
in
-
law
Lydgate
—
of
whom
he
had
never
quite
dropped
the
old
opinion
that
he
was
a
prig
,
and
tremendously
conscious
of
his
superiority
—
looking
excited
and
betting
,
just
as
he
himself
might
have
done
.
Fred
felt
a
shock
greater
than
he
could
quite
account
for
by
the
vague
knowledge
that
Lydgate
was
in
debt
,
and
that
his
father
had
refused
to
help
him
;
and
his
own
inclination
to
enter
into
the
play
was
suddenly
checked
.
It
was
a
strange
reversal
of
attitudes
:
Fred
’
s
blond
face
and
blue
eyes
,
usually
bright
and
careless
,
ready
to
give
attention
to
anything
that
held
out
a
promise
of
amusement
,
looking
involuntarily
grave
and
almost
embarrassed
as
if
by
the
sight
of
something
unfitting
;
while
Lydgate
,
who
had
habitually
an
air
of
self
-
possessed
strength
,
and
a
certain
meditativeness
that
seemed
to
lie
behind
his
most
observant
attention
,
was
acting
,
watching
,
speaking
with
that
excited
narrow
consciousness
which
reminds
one
of
an
animal
with
fierce
eyes
and
retractile
claws
.
Lydgate
,
by
betting
on
his
own
strokes
,
had
won
sixteen
pounds
;
but
young
Hawley
’
s
arrival
had
changed
the
poise
of
things
.
He
made
first
-
rate
strokes
himself
,
and
began
to
bet
against
Lydgate
’
s
strokes
,
the
strain
of
whose
nerves
was
thus
changed
from
simple
confidence
in
his
own
movements
to
defying
another
person
’
s
doubt
in
them
.
The
defiance
was
more
exciting
than
the
confidence
,
but
it
was
less
sure
.
He
continued
to
bet
on
his
own
play
,
but
began
often
to
fail
.
Still
he
went
on
,
for
his
mind
was
as
utterly
narrowed
into
that
precipitous
crevice
of
play
as
if
he
had
been
the
most
ignorant
lounger
there
.
Fred
observed
that
Lydgate
was
losing
fast
,
and
found
himself
in
the
new
situation
of
puzzling
his
brains
to
think
of
some
device
by
which
,
without
being
offensive
,
he
could
withdraw
Lydgate
’
s
attention
,
and
perhaps
suggest
to
him
a
reason
for
quitting
the
room
.
He
saw
that
others
were
observing
Lydgate
’
s
strange
unlikeness
to
himself
,
and
it
occurred
to
him
that
merely
to
touch
his
elbow
and
call
him
aside
for
a
moment
might
rouse
him
from
his
absorption
.
He
could
think
of
nothing
cleverer
than
the
daring
improbability
of
saying
that
he
wanted
to
see
Rosy
,
and
wished
to
know
if
she
were
at
home
this
evening
;
and
he
was
going
desperately
to
carry
out
this
weak
device
,
when
a
waiter
came
up
to
him
with
a
message
,
saying
that
Mr
.
Farebrother
was
below
,
and
begged
to
speak
with
him
.
Fred
was
surprised
,
not
quite
comfortably
,
but
sending
word
that
he
would
be
down
immediately
,
he
went
with
a
new
impulse
up
to
Lydgate
,
said
,
"
Can
I
speak
to
you
a
moment
?
"
and
drew
him
aside
.
"
Farebrother
has
just
sent
up
a
message
to
say
that
he
wants
to
speak
to
me
.
He
is
below
.
I
thought
you
might
like
to
know
he
was
there
,
if
you
had
anything
to
say
to
him
.
"
