The stupefaction on the face of the old woman appeared to deepen as her fingers closed over this unheard-of treasure. “I--I don’t know that I dare trust myself with it, sir, along the Strand,” she said weakly. “Very well,” said Northcote. “Just make the fire--a real good one, mind, and you can use all the coal that is laid by, because at one fell swoop I am going to order a ton--and I will do the shopping myself. Where is that big basket in which you bring home the washing?” “Here, sir,” said the old woman, passing behind a curtain at the far end of the room which concealed a bed. “Good,” said Northcote. “Providence is working for us. It intends that we shall do ourselves well. And my last words to you are, don’t spare the coal.” “I will not, sir,” said the old woman, discarding her air of stupefaction in favor of her habitual preciseness. XVI A JURY OF ONE When Northcote returned with the basket heavily laden in one hand, and a frying-pan, aggressively new, in the other, his dismal chamber had already been transformed, for a fire was burning bravely, a kettle was singing upon it, the pool of water in the corner had been mopped up, the floor had been visited with a brush, and books and papers, two tables, and three chairs had received wholesome discipline from a duster. “I could have done it all as well myself,” said Northcote, surveying this transformation with grim eyes, “although I do not deny it has the efficient professional touch. But I would have you to know I am a man of my hands. I am also a man of affairs. I have purchased extensively; and I am proud to say the best goods in the cheapest markets. I have ordered a ton of coal, although where we are going to put it I don’t quite know. Now, these things I surrender to your care; and in half an hour you will have the goodness to serve up a royal breakfast for two persons. In the meantime I will have a shave and a tub.” The young man’s operations behind the curtain were conducted on an extensive scale, to judge by the noise and splashing that accompanied them. Yet presently he emerged with a well-scraped chin, a skin glowing with cleanliness, his ragged mass of hair reduced to a semblance of order, and his person arrayed in an extremely shabby and unfashionable but perfectly dry suit of clothes. The tea was at hand to be made, the pot heated, the eggs, bacon, and toast were delightfully warm and laid before the fire. And in accordance with instructions the table was set for two persons, with the blunt knives and forks and the decrepit crockery of his establishment. “Will you wait till the other gentleman comes, sir?” asked the old woman. “What other gentleman, Mrs. Brown?” “The gentleman who is coming to breakfast.” “Well, I can’t very well, seeing that she turns out to be a lady.” “I beg your pardon, sir.”