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"
On
the
way
home
in
the
carriage
,
for
the
first
time
in
my
life
,
I
was
inclined
to
indulge
in
the
radical
thought
that
money
was
not
properly
divided
.
On
arriving
home
at
a
quarter-past
eleven
,
we
found
a
hansom
cab
,
which
had
been
waiting
for
me
for
two
hours
with
a
letter
.
Sarah
said
she
did
not
know
what
to
do
,
as
we
had
not
left
the
address
where
we
had
gone
.
I
trembled
as
I
opened
the
letter
,
fearing
it
was
some
bad
news
about
Mr.
Perkupp
.
The
note
was
:
"
Dear
Mr.
Pooter
--
Come
down
to
the
Victoria
Hotel
without
delay
.
Important
.
Yours
truly
,
Hardfur
Huttle
.
"
I
asked
the
cabman
if
it
was
too
late
.
The
cabman
replied
that
it
was
not
;
for
his
instructions
were
,
if
I
happened
to
be
out
,
he
was
to
wait
till
I
came
home
.
I
felt
very
tired
,
and
really
wanted
to
go
to
bed
.
I
reached
the
hotel
at
a
quarter
before
midnight
.
I
apologised
for
being
so
late
,
but
Mr.
Huttle
said
:
"
Not
at
all
;
come
and
have
a
few
oysters
.
"
I
feel
my
heart
beating
as
I
write
these
words
.
To
be
brief
,
Mr.
Huttle
said
he
had
a
rich
American
friend
who
wanted
to
do
something
large
in
our
line
of
business
,
and
that
Mr.
Franching
had
mentioned
my
name
to
him
.
We
talked
over
the
matter
.
If
,
by
any
happy
chance
,
the
result
be
successful
,
I
can
more
than
compensate
my
dear
master
for
the
loss
of
Mr.
Crowbillon
's
custom
.
Mr.
Huttle
had
previously
said
:
"
The
glorious
'
Fourth
'
is
a
lucky
day
for
America
,
and
,
as
it
has
not
yet
struck
twelve
,
we
will
celebrate
it
with
a
glass
of
the
best
wine
to
be
had
in
the
place
,
and
drink
good
luck
to
our
bit
of
business
"
I
fervently
hope
it
will
bring
good
luck
to
us
all
.
It
was
two
o'clock
when
I
got
home
.
Although
I
was
so
tired
,
I
could
not
sleep
except
for
short
intervals
--
then
only
to
dream
.
I
kept
dreaming
of
Mr.
Perkupp
and
Mr.
Huttle
.
The
latter
was
in
a
lovely
palace
with
a
crown
on
.
Mr.
Perkupp
was
waiting
in
the
room
.
Mr.
Huttle
kept
taking
off
this
crown
and
handing
it
to
me
,
and
calling
me
"
President
.
"
He
appeared
to
take
no
notice
of
Mr.
Perkupp
,
and
I
kept
asking
Mr.
Huttle
to
give
the
crown
to
my
worthy
master
.
Mr.
Huttle
kept
saying
:
"
No
,
this
is
the
White
House
of
Washington
,
and
you
must
keep
your
crown
,
Mr.
President
.
"
We
all
laughed
long
and
very
loudly
,
till
I
got
parched
,
and
then
I
woke
up
.
I
fell
asleep
,
only
to
dream
the
same
thing
over
and
over
again
.
