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He
got
up
,
lame
,
stiff
,
and
half
famished
,
washed
himself
in
the
river
,
stayed
his
stomach
with
a
pint
or
two
of
water
,
and
trudged
off
toward
Westminster
,
grumbling
at
himself
for
having
wasted
so
much
time
.
Hunger
helped
him
to
a
new
plan
,
now
;
he
would
try
to
get
speech
with
old
Sir
Humphrey
Marlow
and
borrow
a
few
marks
,
and
--
but
that
was
enough
of
a
plan
for
the
present
;
it
would
be
time
enough
to
enlarge
it
when
this
first
stage
should
be
accomplished
.
Toward
eleven
o'clock
he
approached
the
palace
;
and
although
a
host
of
showy
people
were
about
him
,
moving
in
the
same
direction
,
he
was
not
inconspicuous
--
his
costume
took
care
of
that
.
He
watched
these
people
's
faces
narrowly
,
hoping
to
find
a
charitable
one
whose
possessor
might
be
willing
to
carry
his
name
to
the
old
lieutenant
--
as
to
trying
to
get
into
the
palace
himself
,
that
was
simply
out
of
the
question
.
Presently
our
whipping-boy
passed
him
,
then
wheeled
about
and
scanned
his
figure
well
,
saying
to
himself
,
"
An
'
that
is
not
the
very
vagabond
his
Majesty
is
in
such
a
worry
about
,
then
am
I
an
ass
--
though
belike
I
was
that
before
.
He
answereth
the
description
to
a
rag
--
that
God
should
make
two
such
would
be
to
cheapen
miracles
by
wasteful
repetition
.
I
would
I
could
contrive
an
excuse
to
speak
with
him
.
"
Miles
Hendon
saved
him
the
trouble
;
for
he
turned
about
,
then
,
as
a
man
generally
will
when
somebody
mesmerises
him
by
gazing
hard
at
him
from
behind
;
and
observing
a
strong
interest
in
the
boy
's
eyes
,
he
stepped
toward
him
and
said
--
"
You
have
just
come
out
from
the
palace
;
do
you
belong
there
?
"
"
Yes
,
your
worship
.
"
"
Know
you
Sir
Humphrey
Marlow
?
"
The
boy
started
,
and
said
to
himself
,
"
Lord
!
mine
old
departed
father
!
"
Then
he
answered
aloud
,
"
Right
well
,
your
worship
.
"
"
Good
--
is
he
within
?
"
"
Yes
,
"
said
the
boy
;
and
added
,
to
himself
,
"
within
his
grave
.
"
