Oh! Mr .-- --" and his friend was gone.
IV He trotted home; with every step his pride increased.

What would Lucy say?
And dim, unrealised, but forming, nevertheless, the basis for the whole of his triumph, was his consciousness that she who had scoffed, derided, at his "Mr.Jack," should now so absolutely benefit by him.
This was bringing together, at last, the two of them.
His nurse, in a fine frenzy of agitation, met him.

Her relief at his safety swallowed her anger.

She could only gasp at him.

"Well, Master Bim, and a nice state---- Oh, dear! to think; wherever----" On the doorstep he forced his nurse to pause, and, turning, looked at the gardens now in shadow of spun gold, with the fountain blue as the sky.