I had closely copied this form of speech from the apprentice2, whose ways, as I have said, I endeavoured in every way to imitate. Thus, twopence being at that time the extent of my resources, I went about for some days after my adventure at the tinsmith's with all my worldly wealth in my pocket in farthings, pondering many matters.
I began to have my doubts about saddlery as a profession. Truth to say, a want beyond the cutting and punching of leather had begun to stir within me. I wished for a sister. Somehow I had never desired to adopt one of my cousins in this relation, not even my dear friend Polly; but since I had seen the little lady in the white beaver3, I felt how nice it would be to have such a sister to play with, as I had heard of other sisters and brothers playing together. Then I fancied myself showing her all my possessions at home, and begging the like for her from my indulgent father. I pictured the new interest which my old toys would derive4 from being exhibited to her. I thought I would beg for an exhibition of the magic [87]lantern, for a garden for her like my own, and for several half-holidays. It delighted me to imagine myself presenting her with whatever she most admired, like some Eastern potentate5 or fairy godmother. But I could not connect her in my mind with the saddlery business. I felt that to possess so dainty and elegant a little lady as a sister was incompatible6 with an apprenticeship7 to Mr. Buckle.
Meanwhile I kept watch on the High Street from Mr. Buckle's door. One morning I saw the donkey, the man, the Spanish saddle, and the beaver bonnets9 come over the brow of the hill, and I forthwith ran to Nurse Bundle, and begged leave to go alone to the tinsmith's, and invest one of my eight farthings in a flat iron. It was only a few yards off, and she consented; but, as I had to submit to be dressed, by the time I got there the little ladies were already in the shop, and seated on the two chairs. My fairy beauty looked round as I came in, and recognizing me, gave a little low laugh, and put her head on her own shoulder, and then peeped again, smiling so sweetly that I fairly loved her. The other was too deeply engaged in poking10 and fumbling11 for farthings in her glove to permit herself to be distracted by anything or anybody. This process was so slow that the shopman came up to me and asked what I wanted. I took a well-warmed farthing from the handful I carried, and laid it on the counter, saying—
"A flat iron, if you please."
He put several before me, and after making a show of testing them on the end of my comforter, I selected one at random12. I know that I did not do it with half the air which the little grey-beavered[88] lady had thrown over the proceeding13, but I hardly deserved the scornful tone in which she addressed no one in particular with the remark, "He has no business with flat irons. He's only a boy."
She evidently expected no reply, for without a pause she proceeded to count out five farthings on to the counter, saying as she did so, "A frying-pan, a gridiron, a dish, and two plates, if you please." On which, to my astonishment14, miniature specimens15 of these articles, made of the same material as the flat irons, were produced from the box whence those had come. I was so bewildered by the severity of the little lady's remarks, and the wonderful things which she obtained for her farthings, that I dropped my remaining seven on to the shop floor, and was still grubbing for them in the dust, when the children having finished their shopping, came backwards16 off the seats as usual. They passed me in the doorway17, hand in hand. The little lady with the white beaver was next to me, and as she passed she gave a shy glance, and her face dimpled all over into smiles. Unspeakably pleased by her recognition, I abandoned my farthings to their fate, and jumping up, I held out my dusty hand to the little damsel, saying hastily but as civilly as I could, "How do you do? I hope you're pretty well. And oh, please, will you be my sister?"
Having once begun, I felt quite equal to a full explanation of my position and the prospect18 of toys and treats before us both. I was even prepared, in the generous excitement of the moment to endow my new sister with a joint19 partnership20 in the possession of Rubens, and was about to explain all the advantages the little lady would derive from having me for a brother, when I was[89] stopped by the changed expression on her pretty face.
I suppose my sudden movement had startled her, for her smiles vanished in a look of terror, as she clung to her companion, who opened wide her eyes, and shaking her grey beaver vehemently21, said, "We don't know you, Boy!"
Then they fled to the side of the old man-servant as fast as their white-gaitered legs would carry them.
I watered the dusty floor of the shop with tears of vexation as I resumed my search for the farthings, and having found them I went back to the saddler's, pounding them in my hot hand, and bitterly disappointed.
I don't suppose that Rubens understood the feelings which gave an extra warmth to my caresses22, as I hugged him in my arms, exclaiming,
"You aren't afraid of me, you dear thing!"
But he responded sympathetically, both with tongue and tail.
I had not frightened the little ladies away from the High Street, it seemed. I saw them again two days later. They had been out as usual, and some trifling23 mischance having happened to the Spanish saddle, they called at Mr. Buckle's door for repairs. I was in the shop, and could see the two little maidens24 as they sat hanging over their strap25, with a doll dressed very much like themselves between them. I crept nearer to the door, where the quick grey eyes of the younger one caught sight of me, and I heard her say in her peculiarly trenchant26 tones—
"Why, there's that Boy again!"
I slipped a little to one side, and took up a tool and a bit of leather with a pretence27 of working,[90] hoping to be out of sight, and yet to be able to look at the little white-beavered fairy, for whom my fancy was in no way abated28. But her keen-eyed sister saw me still, and her next remark rang out with uncompromising distinctness—
"He's in the shop still. He's working. He must be a shop-boy!"
I dropped the tools, and rushed away to my sitting-room29. My mortification30 was complete, and it was of a kind that Rubens could not understand. Fortunately for me, he simply went with my humour, without being particular as to the reason of it, like the tenderest of women.
A day or two afterwards I went out with Rubens and Jemima Buckle for a walk. Our way home lay through some flat green meads, crossed by a stream, which, in its turn, was crossed by a little rustic31 bridge. As we came into these fields we met a man whose face seemed familiar, though I could not at first recall where I had seen him. Afterwards I remembered that he was the tinsmith, and Jemima stayed to chat with him for a few minutes, but Rubens and I strolled on.
It seemed an odd coincidence that, a few seconds after meeting the tinsmith, I should meet the little white-beavered lady. She was crossing the bridge. Her sister was not with her, nor the donkey, nor the man-servant. She was walking with a nurse, and she carried a big doll in her arms. The doll, as I have said before, was "got up" wonderfully like its mistress. It had a miniature coat and cape32 and frills, it had leggings, it had a white plush bonnet8 (so my wife enables me to affirm), it had hair just the colour of the little lady's locks.
As she crossed the bridge, she seemed much pleased by the running of the water beneath her[91] feet, and saying, "Please let Dolly 'ook," in her pretty broken tones, she pushed her doll through the rustic work, holding it by its sash. But, alas33! the doll was heavy, and the sash insecurely fastened. It gave way, and the doll plunged34 into the stream.
Once more the sweet little face was convulsed by a look of terror and distress36. As the doll floated out on the other side of the bridge, she shrieked37 and wrung38 her hands. As for me, I ran down to the edge of the stream, calling Rubens after me, and pointing to the doll. Only too glad of an excuse for a plunge35, in he dashed, and soon brought the unfortunate miss to shore by one of her gaitered legs. It was with some triumph that I carried the dripping doll to its little mistress, and heard the nurse admonish39 her to—
"Thank the young gentleman, my dear."
I have often since heard of faces "like an April sky," but I never saw one which did so resemble it in being by turns bright and overcast40, with tears and smiles struggling together, and fear and pleased recognition, as the face of the little blonde in the white beaver bonnet. It was she who held out her hand this time, and as I took it she said, "'ank you 'erry much."
"It was Rubens' doing, not mine," said I. "Rubens! shake hands, sir!"
But the little lady was frightened. She shrank away from the warm greeting of Rubens, and I was obliged to shake hands with him myself to satisfy his feelings.
The nursemaid had been wringing41 out the doll's clothes for the little lady, but now they moved on together.
"Dood-bye!" said the little lady, smiling and[92] waving her hand. I waved mine, and then Jemima, having parted with the tinsmith, came up, and we went home.
I never saw the beaver bonnets again.
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beaver
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potentate
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incompatible
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bonnets
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poking
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random
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proceeding
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doorway
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joint
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partnership
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caresses
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maidens
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trenchant
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pretence
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admonish
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