The following day as it seemed to John--perhaps, in reality many weeks
later--he had a vague recollection of a stir in the house, and of seeing
various kinds of candles laid out on a table near the storeroom; and
then he was in a new black velvet suit with a collar that tickled, and
they were in the picture-gallery, he and Mitty, and there were lamps,
and all the white sheets were gone from the furniture, and it was all
very solemn; and Mitty held his hand tight and told him to be a good
boy, and blew his nose for him with a handkerchief of her own that had
crumbs in it, and then wiped her eyes and gave him a flower to hold,
telling him to be very careful of it; and John was _very_ careful. Years
later he could see that flower still. It was a white orchis with
maidenhair; and then suddenly a door at the further end of the gallery
opened, and a tall man, whom John had seen before, came out.
Mitty loosed John's hand and gave him a little push, whispering, "Go and
speak to your papa, and give him the pretty flower." But John stood
stock still and looked at the advancing figure.
And the tall gentleman came down the gallery, and stopped short rather
suddenly when he saw them, and said, "Well, nurse, all flourishing, I
hope? Well, John," and passed on.
And Mitty and John were much depressed, and went upstairs again the back
way; and Mrs. Alcock met them at the swing door and said _she never
did_, and Mitty cried all the time she undressed him, and he pulled the
orchis to pieces, and found on investigation that it had wire inside;
and experienced the same difficulty in putting it together again next
morning that he had previously found in readjusting the toilet of a dead
robin after he had carefully undressed it the night before. After that
"Papa" became not a familiar but a distinct figure in John's
recollection. "Papa" was seen from the nursery windows to walk up and
down the bowling-green on the wide plateau in front of the castle,
where the fountain was, with Neptune reining in his dolphins in the
middle. John was taught by Mitty to kiss his hand to papa, but papa, who
seldom looked up, was apparently unconscious of these blandishments. He
was seen to arrive and to depart. Sometimes other men came back with him
who met John in the gardens and made delightful jokes, and were almost
equal to Charles, only they did not wear livery.
One event followed close upon another.
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