"I suppose I am to be a tinker now," said Noddy to her, with a smile, which looked absolutely awful to Bertha, for it was a token of depravity she could not bear to look upon.
"I must leave you now, Noddy, for you are not good," replied Bertha, sadly.
"I am sorry you feel so bad about me, Miss Bertha," added Noddy.[58]
"I wish you would be sorry for yourself, instead of me."
"I am—sorry that you want to make a tinker of me;" and Noddy used this word to express his contempt of any mechanical occupation.
He did not like to work. Patient, plodding4 labor5, devoid6 of excitement, was his aversion; though handling a boat, cleaning out a gutter7 on some dizzy height of the mansion8, or cutting off a limb at the highest point of the tallest shade tree on the estate, was entirely9 to his taste, and he did not regard anything as work which had a spice of danger or a thrill of excitement about it. He was not lazy, in the broad sense of the word; there was not a more active and restless person on the estate than himself. A shop, therefore, was a horror which he had no words to describe, and which he could never endure.
"I want to see you in some useful occupation, where you can earn your living, and become a respectable man," said Bertha. "Don't you want to be a respectable man, Noddy?"
"Well, I suppose I do; but I had rather be a vagabond than a respectable tinker."
"You must work, Noddy, if you would win a good name, and enough of this world's goods to make you[59] comfortable. Work and win; I give you this motto for your guidance. My father told me to lock you up in your room."
"You may do that, Miss Bertha," laughed Noddy. "I don't care how much you lock me in. When I want to go out, I shall go. I shall work, and win my freedom."
Noddy thought this application of Bertha's motto was funny, and he had the hardihood to laugh at it, till Bertha, hopeless of making any impression on him at the present time, left the room, and locked the door behind her.
"Work and win!" said Noddy. "That's very pretty, and for Miss Bertha's sake I shall remember it; but I shan't work in any tinker's shop. I may as well take myself off, and go to work in my own way."
Noddy was tired, after the exertions10 of the day; and so deeply and truly repentant11 was he for the wrong he had done, that he immediately went to sleep, though it was not yet dark. Neither the present nor the future seemed to give him any trouble; and if he could avoid the miseries12 of the tinker's shop, as he was perfectly13 confident he could, he did not concern himself about any of the prizes[60] of life which are gained by honest industry or patient well doing.
When it was quite dark, and Noddy had slept about two hours, the springing of the bolt in the lock of his door awoke him. He leaped to his feet, and his first thought was, that something was to be done with him for burning the boat-house. But the door opened, and, by the dim light which came through the window, he recognized the slight form of Fanny Grant.
"Noddy," said she, timidly.
"Well, Miss Fanny, have you come to let me out of jail?"
"No; I came to see you, and nobody knows I am here. You won't expose me—will you?"
"Of course I won't; that isn't much like me."
"I know it isn't, Noddy. What did you say that you set the fire for?"
"Because I thought that was the best way to settle the whole thing. Ben saw you come out of the boat-house, and told your father he believed you set the building on fire. That was the meanest thing the old man ever did. Why didn't he lay it to me, as he ought to have done?"
"I suppose he knew you didn't do it."[61]
"That don't make any difference. He ought to have known better than tell your father it was you."
"I am so sorry for what you have done!"
"What are you sorry for? It won't hurt me, any how; and it would be an awful thing for you. They were going to make a tinker of me before, and I suppose they will do it now—if they can. I wouldn't care a fig14 for it if Miss Bertha didn't feel so bad about it."
"I will tell her the truth."
"Don't you do it, Miss Fanny. That wouldn't help me a bit, and will spoil you."
"But I must tell the truth. They don't suspect me even of going on the water."
"So much the better. They won't ask you any hard questions. Now, Miss Fanny, don't you say a word; for if you do, it will make it all the worse for me."
"Why so, Noddy?"
"Because, according to my notion, I did set the building afire. If I hadn't said what I did, you never would have thought of doing it. So I was the fellow that did it, after all. That's the whole truth, and nothing but the truth."[62]
"But you didn't set it afire, and you didn't mean to do any such thing."
"That may be; but you wouldn't have done it if it hadn't been for me. It was more my fault than it was yours; and I want you to leave the thing just where it is now."
"But it would be mean for me to stand still, and see you bear all the blame."
"It would be enough sight meaner for you to say anything about it."
"I don't think so."
"I do; for don't you see it is a good deal worse for me to put you up to such a thing than it was for me to do it myself? Your father would forgive me for setting the fire sooner than they would for making you do it. I'm bad enough already, and they know it; but if they think I make you as bad as I am myself, they would put me in a worse place than a tinker's shop."
Noddy's argument was too much for the feminine mind of Miss Fanny, and again she abandoned the purpose she had fully15 resolved upon, and decided16 not to confess her guilt17. We must do her the justice to say, that she came to this conclusion, not from any fear of personal consequences, but in order to save[63] Noddy from the terrible reproach which would be cast upon him if she did confess. Already, in her heart and before God, she had acknowledged her error, and was sorrowfully repenting18 her misconduct. But she could not expose Noddy to any penalty which he did not deserve. She knew that he did not mean to set the fire; that his words were idle, petulant19 ones, which had no real meaning; and it would be wrong to let her father and Bertha suppose that Noddy had instigated20 her to the criminal act.
Fanny had not yet learned that it is best to cleave21 unto the truth, and let the consequences take care of themselves.
She yielded her own convictions to those of another, which no person should ever do in questions of right and wrong.
She sacrificed her own faith in the simple truth, to another's faith in policy, expediency22.
The question was settled for the present, and Fanny crept back to her chamber23, no easier in mind, no better satisfied with herself, than before. Noddy went to sleep again; but the only cloud he saw was the displeasure of Bertha. He was simply conscious that he had got into a scrape. He had not burned the boat-house, and he did not feel guilty.[64] He had not intended to induce Fanny to do the deed, and he did not feel guilty of that. He was so generous that he wished to save her from the consequences of her error, and the deception24 he used did not weigh very heavily on his conscience.
He regarded his situation as merely a "scrape" into which he had accidentally fallen, and his only business was to get out of it. These thoughts filled his mind when he awoke in the morning. He was too restless to remain a quiet prisoner for any great length of time; and when he had dressed himself, he began to look about him for the means of mitigating25 his imprisonment26, or bringing it to a conclusion, as the case might require. The window would be available at night, but it was in full view of the gardeners in the daytime, who would be likely to report any movement on his part. The door looked more hopeful.
One of the men brought his breakfast, and retired27, locking the door behind him. While he was eating it,—and his appetite did not seem to be at all impaired28 by the situation to which he had been reduced,—he saw Mr. Grant on the lawn, talking with a stranger. His interest was at once excited, and a closer examination assured him that[65] the visitor was Squire29 Wriggs, of Whitestone. The discovery almost spoiled Noddy's appetite, for he knew that the squire was a lawyer, and had often been mixed up with cases of house-breaking, horse-stealing, robbery, and murder; and he at once concluded that the legal gentleman's business related to him.
His ideas of lawyers were rather confused and indistinct. He knew they had a great deal to do in the court-house, when men were sent to the penitentiary30 and the house of correction for various crimes. He watched the squire and Mr. Grant, and he was fully satisfied in his own mind what they were talking about when the latter pointed31 to the window of his chamber. He had eaten only half his breakfast, but he found it impossible to take another mouthful, after he realized that he was the subject of the conversation between Mr. Grant and the lawyer.
It seemed just as though all his friends, even Miss Bertha, had suddenly deserted32 him. That conference on the lawn was simply a plot to take him to the court-house, and then send him to the penitentiary, the house of correction, or some other abominable33 place, even if it were no worse than a[66] tinker's shop. He was absolutely terrified at the prospect34. After all his high hopes, and all his confidence in his supple35 limbs, the judges, the lawyers, and the constables36 might fetter37 his muscles so that he could not get away—so that he could not even run away to sea, which was his ultimate intention, whenever he could make up his mind to leave Miss Bertha.
Noddy watched the two gentlemen on the lawn, and his breast was filled with a storm of emotions. He pictured the horrors of the prison to which they were about to send him, and his fancy made the prospect far worse than the reality could possibly have been. Mr. Grant led the way towards the building occupied by the servants. Noddy was desperate. Squire Wriggs was the visible manifestation38 of jails, courts, constables, and other abominations, which were the sum of all that was terrible. He decided at once not to wait for a visit from the awful personage, who was evidently coming into the house to see him.
He raised the window a little, intending to throw it wide open, and leap down upon the lawn, when his persecutor39 entered the door. There was not a man or boy at Woodville who could catch him[67] when he had the use of his legs, and the world would then be open to him. But the gentlemen paused at the door, and Noddy listened as a criminal would wait to hear his sentence from the stern judge.
"Thirty thousand dollars is a great deal of money for a boy like him," said Mr. Grant. "Of course he must have a guardian40."
"And you are the best person in the world for that position," added Squire Wriggs.
"But he is a young reprobate41, and something must be done with him."
"Certainly; he must be taken care of at once."
"I'm afraid he will burn my house down, as he did the boat-house. My daughter is interested in him; if it wasn't for her, I would send him to the house of correction before I slept again."
"When you are his guardian, you can do what you think best for him."
"That will be no easy matter."
"We will take the boy over to the court now, and then—"
Noddy did not hear any more, for the two gentlemen entered the house, and he heard their step on the stairs. But he did not want to know any[68]thing more. Squire Wriggs had distinctly said they would take him over to the court, and that was enough to satisfy him that his worst fears were to be realized. The talk about thirty thousand dollars, and the guardian, was as unintelligible42 to him as though it had been in ancient Greek, and he did not bestow43 a second thought upon it. The "boy like him," to whom thirty thousand dollars would be a great deal of money, meant some other person than himself. The court was Noddy's peculiar44 abomination; and when he heard the words, he clutched the sash of the window with convulsive energy.
Mr. Grant and Squire Wriggs passed into the house, and Noddy Newman passed out. To a gymnast of his wiry experience, the feat45 was not impossible, or even very difficult. Swinging out of the window, he placed his feet on the window-cap below, and then, stooping down, he got hold with his hands, and slipped down from his perch46 with about the same ease with which a well-trained monkey would have accomplished47 the descent.
He was on the solid earth now, and with the feeling that the court-house and a whole regiment48 of constables were behind him, he took to his heels. A stiff-kneed gardener, who had observed his exit[69] from the house, attempted to follow him; but he might as well have chased a northwest gale49. Noddy reached the Glen, and no sound of pursuers could be heard. The phantom50 court-house had been beaten in the race.
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