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Tom
could
always
find
something
going
on
around
the
Maypole
in
Cheapside
,
and
at
the
fairs
;
and
now
and
then
he
and
the
rest
of
London
had
a
chance
to
see
a
military
parade
when
some
famous
unfortunate
was
carried
prisoner
to
the
Tower
,
by
land
or
boat
.
One
summer
's
day
he
saw
poor
Anne
Askew
and
three
men
burned
at
the
stake
in
Smithfield
,
and
heard
an
ex-Bishop
preach
a
sermon
to
them
which
did
not
interest
him
.
Yes
,
Tom
's
life
was
varied
and
pleasant
enough
,
on
the
whole
.
By-and-by
Tom
's
reading
and
dreaming
about
princely
life
wrought
such
a
strong
effect
upon
him
that
he
began
to
act
the
prince
,
unconsciously
.
His
speech
and
manners
became
curiously
ceremonious
and
courtly
,
to
the
vast
admiration
and
amusement
of
his
intimates
.
But
Tom
's
influence
among
these
young
people
began
to
grow
now
,
day
by
day
;
and
in
time
he
came
to
be
looked
up
to
,
by
them
,
with
a
sort
of
wondering
awe
,
as
a
superior
being
.
He
seemed
to
know
so
much
!
and
he
could
do
and
say
such
marvellous
things
!
and
withal
,
he
was
so
deep
and
wise
!
Tom
's
remarks
,
and
Tom
's
performances
,
were
reported
by
the
boys
to
their
elders
;
and
these
,
also
,
presently
began
to
discuss
Tom
Canty
,
and
to
regard
him
as
a
most
gifted
and
extraordinary
creature
.
Full-grown
people
brought
their
perplexities
to
Tom
for
solution
,
and
were
often
astonished
at
the
wit
and
wisdom
of
his
decisions
.
In
fact
he
was
become
a
hero
to
all
who
knew
him
except
his
own
family
--
these
,
only
,
saw
nothing
in
him
.
Privately
,
after
a
while
,
Tom
organised
a
royal
court
!
He
was
the
prince
;
his
special
comrades
were
guards
,
chamberlains
,
equerries
,
lords
and
ladies
in
waiting
,
and
the
royal
family
.
Daily
the
mock
prince
was
received
with
elaborate
ceremonials
borrowed
by
Tom
from
his
romantic
readings
;
daily
the
great
affairs
of
the
mimic
kingdom
were
discussed
in
the
royal
council
,
and
daily
his
mimic
highness
issued
decrees
to
his
imaginary
armies
,
navies
,
and
viceroyalties
.
After
which
,
he
would
go
forth
in
his
rags
and
beg
a
few
farthings
,
eat
his
poor
crust
,
take
his
customary
cuffs
and
abuse
,
and
then
stretch
himself
upon
his
handful
of
foul
straw
,
and
resume
his
empty
grandeurs
in
his
dreams
.
And
still
his
desire
to
look
just
once
upon
a
real
prince
,
in
the
flesh
,
grew
upon
him
,
day
by
day
,
and
week
by
week
,
until
at
last
it
absorbed
all
other
desires
,
and
became
the
one
passion
of
his
life
.
One
January
day
,
on
his
usual
begging
tour
,
he
tramped
despondently
up
and
down
the
region
round
about
Mincing
Lane
and
Little
East
Cheap
,
hour
after
hour
,
bare-footed
and
cold
,
looking
in
at
cook-shop
windows
and
longing
for
the
dreadful
pork-pies
and
other
deadly
inventions
displayed
there
--
for
to
him
these
were
dainties
fit
for
the
angels
;
that
is
,
judging
by
the
smell
,
they
were
--
for
it
had
never
been
his
good
luck
to
own
and
eat
one
.
There
was
a
cold
drizzle
of
rain
;
the
atmosphere
was
murky
;
it
was
a
melancholy
day
.
At
night
Tom
reached
home
so
wet
and
tired
and
hungry
that
it
was
not
possible
for
his
father
and
grandmother
to
observe
his
forlorn
condition
and
not
be
moved
--
after
their
fashion
;
wherefore
they
gave
him
a
brisk
cuffing
at
once
and
sent
him
to
bed
.
For
a
long
time
his
pain
and
hunger
,
and
the
swearing
and
fighting
going
on
in
the
building
,
kept
him
awake
;
but
at
last
his
thoughts
drifted
away
to
far
,
romantic
lands
,
and
he
fell
asleep
in
the
company
of
jewelled
and
gilded
princelings
who
live
in
vast
palaces
,
and
had
servants
salaaming
before
them
or
flying
to
execute
their
orders
.
And
then
,
as
usual
,
he
dreamed
that
he
was
a
princeling
himself
.
All
night
long
the
glories
of
his
royal
estate
shone
upon
him
;
he
moved
among
great
lords
and
ladies
,
in
a
blaze
of
light
,
breathing
perfumes
,
drinking
in
delicious
music
,
and
answering
the
reverent
obeisances
of
the
glittering
throng
as
it
parted
to
make
way
for
him
,
with
here
a
smile
,
and
there
a
nod
of
his
princely
head
.
And
when
he
awoke
in
the
morning
and
looked
upon
the
wretchedness
about
him
,
his
dream
had
had
its
usual
effect
--
it
had
intensified
the
sordidness
of
his
surroundings
a
thousandfold
.
Then
came
bitterness
,
and
heart-break
,
and
tears
.
Tom
got
up
hungry
,
and
sauntered
hungry
away
,
but
with
his
thoughts
busy
with
the
shadowy
splendours
of
his
night
's
dreams
.
He
wandered
here
and
there
in
the
city
,
hardly
noticing
where
he
was
going
,
or
what
was
happening
around
him
.
People
jostled
him
,
and
some
gave
him
rough
speech
;
but
it
was
all
lost
on
the
musing
boy
.
By-and-by
he
found
himself
at
Temple
Bar
,
the
farthest
from
home
he
had
ever
travelled
in
that
direction
.
He
stopped
and
considered
a
moment
,
then
fell
into
his
imaginings
again
,
and
passed
on
outside
the
walls
of
London
.
The
Strand
had
ceased
to
be
a
country-road
then
,
and
regarded
itself
as
a
street
,
but
by
a
strained
construction
;
for
,
though
there
was
a
tolerably
compact
row
of
houses
on
one
side
of
it
,
there
were
only
some
scattered
great
buildings
on
the
other
,
these
being
palaces
of
rich
nobles
,
with
ample
and
beautiful
grounds
stretching
to
the
river
--
grounds
that
are
now
closely
packed
with
grim
acres
of
brick
and
stone
.
