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The
Hereditary
Diaperer
took
it
away
with
reverent
manner
,
and
without
word
or
protest
of
any
sort
.
Tom
examined
the
turnips
and
the
lettuce
with
interest
,
and
asked
what
they
were
,
and
if
they
were
to
be
eaten
;
for
it
was
only
recently
that
men
had
begun
to
raise
these
things
in
England
in
place
of
importing
them
as
luxuries
from
Holland
.
His
question
was
answered
with
grave
respect
,
and
no
surprise
manifested
.
When
he
had
finished
his
dessert
,
he
filled
his
pockets
with
nuts
;
but
nobody
appeared
to
be
aware
of
it
,
or
disturbed
by
it
.
But
the
next
moment
he
was
himself
disturbed
by
it
,
and
showed
discomposure
;
for
this
was
the
only
service
he
had
been
permitted
to
do
with
his
own
hands
during
the
meal
,
and
he
did
not
doubt
that
he
had
done
a
most
improper
and
unprincely
thing
.
At
that
moment
the
muscles
of
his
nose
began
to
twitch
,
and
the
end
of
that
organ
to
lift
and
wrinkle
.
This
continued
,
and
Tom
began
to
evince
a
growing
distress
.
He
looked
appealingly
,
first
at
one
and
then
another
of
the
lords
about
him
,
and
tears
came
into
his
eyes
.
They
sprang
forward
with
dismay
in
their
faces
,
and
begged
to
know
his
trouble
.
Tom
said
with
genuine
anguish
--
"
I
crave
your
indulgence
:
my
nose
itcheth
cruelly
.
What
is
the
custom
and
usage
in
this
emergence
?
Prithee
,
speed
,
for
'
tis
but
a
little
time
that
I
can
bear
it
.
"
None
smiled
;
but
all
were
sore
perplexed
,
and
looked
one
to
the
other
in
deep
tribulation
for
counsel
.
But
behold
,
here
was
a
dead
wall
,
and
nothing
in
English
history
to
tell
how
to
get
over
it
.
The
Master
of
Ceremonies
was
not
present
:
there
was
no
one
who
felt
safe
to
venture
upon
this
uncharted
sea
,
or
risk
the
attempt
to
solve
this
solemn
problem
.
Alas
!
there
was
no
Hereditary
Scratcher
.
Meantime
the
tears
had
overflowed
their
banks
,
and
begun
to
trickle
down
Tom
's
cheeks
.
His
twitching
nose
was
pleading
more
urgently
than
ever
for
relief
.
At
last
nature
broke
down
the
barriers
of
etiquette
:
Tom
lifted
up
an
inward
prayer
for
pardon
if
he
was
doing
wrong
,
and
brought
relief
to
the
burdened
hearts
of
his
court
by
scratching
his
nose
himself
.
His
meal
being
ended
,
a
lord
came
and
held
before
him
a
broad
,
shallow
,
golden
dish
with
fragrant
rosewater
in
it
,
to
cleanse
his
mouth
and
fingers
with
;
and
my
lord
the
Hereditary
Diaperer
stood
by
with
a
napkin
for
his
use
.
Tom
gazed
at
the
dish
a
puzzled
moment
or
two
,
then
raised
it
to
his
lips
,
and
gravely
took
a
draught
.
Then
he
returned
it
to
the
waiting
lord
,
and
said
--
"
Nay
,
it
likes
me
not
,
my
lord
:
it
hath
a
pretty
flavour
,
but
it
wanteth
strength
.
"
This
new
eccentricity
of
the
prince
's
ruined
mind
made
all
the
hearts
about
him
ache
;
but
the
sad
sight
moved
none
to
merriment
.
Tom
's
next
unconscious
blunder
was
to
get
up
and
leave
the
table
just
when
the
chaplain
had
taken
his
stand
behind
his
chair
,
and
with
uplifted
hands
,
and
closed
,
uplifted
eyes
,
was
in
the
act
of
beginning
the
blessing
.
Still
nobody
seemed
to
perceive
that
the
prince
had
done
a
thing
unusual
.
By
his
own
request
our
small
friend
was
now
conducted
to
his
private
cabinet
,
and
left
there
alone
to
his
own
devices
.
Hanging
upon
hooks
in
the
oaken
wainscoting
were
the
several
pieces
of
a
suit
of
shining
steel
armour
,
covered
all
over
with
beautiful
designs
exquisitely
inlaid
in
gold
.
This
martial
panoply
belonged
to
the
true
prince
--
a
recent
present
from
Madam
Parr
the
Queen
.
Tom
put
on
the
greaves
,
the
gauntlets
,
the
plumed
helmet
,
and
such
other
pieces
as
he
could
don
without
assistance
,
and
for
a
while
was
minded
to
call
for
help
and
complete
the
matter
,
but
bethought
him
of
the
nuts
he
had
brought
away
from
dinner
,
and
the
joy
it
would
be
to
eat
them
with
no
crowd
to
eye
him
,
and
no
Grand
Hereditaries
to
pester
him
with
undesired
services
;
so
he
restored
the
pretty
things
to
their
several
places
,
and
soon
was
cracking
nuts
,
and
feeling
almost
naturally
happy
for
the
first
time
since
God
for
his
sins
had
made
him
a
prince
.
When
the
nuts
were
all
gone
,
he
stumbled
upon
some
inviting
books
in
a
closet
,
among
them
one
about
the
etiquette
of
the
English
court
.
This
was
a
prize
.
He
lay
down
upon
a
sumptuous
divan
,
and
proceeded
to
instruct
himself
with
honest
zeal
.
Let
us
leave
him
there
for
the
present
.
