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It
really
made
him
feel
quite
agitated
to
speak
of
it
.
He
pulled
the
splendid
gold
watch
out
of
his
pocket
and
opened
it
,
and
showed
the
inside
of
the
case
to
Dick
.
“
’
When
this
you
see
,
remember
me
,
’
”
he
read
.
“
That
was
his
parting
keepsake
to
me
.
’
I
don
’
t
want
you
to
forget
me
’
—
those
was
his
words
—
I
’
d
ha
’
remembered
him
,
”
he
went
on
,
shaking
his
head
,
“
if
he
hadn
’
t
given
me
a
thing
an
’
I
hadn
’
t
seen
hide
nor
hair
on
him
again
.
He
was
a
companion
as
ANY
man
would
remember
.
”
“
He
was
the
nicest
little
feller
I
ever
see
,
”
said
Dick
.
“
An
’
as
to
sand
—
I
never
seen
so
much
sand
to
a
little
feller
.
I
thought
a
heap
o
’
him
,
I
did
,
—
an
’
we
was
friends
,
too
—
we
was
sort
o
’
chums
from
the
fust
,
that
little
young
un
an
’
me
.
I
grabbed
his
ball
from
under
a
stage
fur
him
,
an
’
he
never
forgot
it
;
an
’
he
’
d
come
down
here
,
he
would
,
with
his
mother
or
his
nuss
and
he
’
d
holler
:
’
Hello
,
Dick
!
’
at
me
,
as
friendly
as
if
he
was
six
feet
high
,
when
he
warn
’
t
knee
high
to
a
grasshopper
,
and
was
dressed
in
gal
’
s
clo
’
es
.
He
was
a
gay
little
chap
,
and
when
you
was
down
on
your
luck
,
it
did
you
good
to
talk
to
him
.
”
“
That
’
s
so
,
”
said
Mr
.
Hobbs
.
“
It
was
a
pity
to
make
a
earl
out
of
HIM
.
He
would
have
SHONE
in
the
grocery
business
—
or
dry
goods
either
;
he
would
have
SHONE
!
”
And
he
shook
his
head
with
deeper
regret
than
ever
.
It
proved
that
they
had
so
much
to
say
to
each
other
that
it
was
not
possible
to
say
it
all
at
one
time
,
and
so
it
was
agreed
that
the
next
night
Dick
should
make
a
visit
to
the
store
and
keep
Mr
.
Hobbs
company
.
The
plan
pleased
Dick
well
enough
.
He
had
been
a
street
waif
nearly
all
his
life
,
but
he
had
never
been
a
bad
boy
,
and
he
had
always
had
a
private
yearning
for
a
more
respectable
kind
of
existence
.
Since
he
had
been
in
business
for
himself
,
he
had
made
enough
money
to
enable
him
to
sleep
under
a
roof
instead
of
out
in
the
streets
,
and
he
had
begun
to
hope
he
might
reach
even
a
higher
plane
,
in
time
.
So
,
to
be
invited
to
call
on
a
stout
,
respectable
man
who
owned
a
corner
store
,
and
even
had
a
horse
and
wagon
,
seemed
to
him
quite
an
event
.
“
Do
you
know
anything
about
earls
and
castles
?
”
Mr
.
Hobbs
inquired
.
“
I
’
d
like
to
know
more
of
the
particklars
.
”
“
There
’
s
a
story
about
some
on
’
em
in
the
Penny
Story
Gazette
,
”
said
Dick
.
“
It
’
s
called
the
’
Crime
of
a
Coronet
;
or
,
The
Revenge
of
the
Countess
May
.
’
It
’
s
a
boss
thing
,
too
.
Some
of
us
boys
’
re
takin
’
it
to
read
.
”
“
Bring
it
up
when
you
come
,
”
said
Mr
.
Hobbs
,
“
an
’
I
’
ll
pay
for
it
.
Bring
all
you
can
find
that
have
any
earls
in
’
em
.
If
there
aren
’
t
earls
,
markises
’
ll
do
,
or
dooks
—
though
HE
never
made
mention
of
any
dooks
or
markises
.
We
did
go
over
coronets
a
little
,
but
I
never
happened
to
see
any
.
I
guess
they
don
’
t
keep
’
em
’
round
here
.
”
“
Tiffany
’
d
have
’
em
if
anybody
did
,
”
said
Dick
,
“
but
I
don
’
t
know
as
I
’
d
know
one
if
I
saw
it
.
”
Mr
.
