These are such fragments of it all as I can remember. I don't know how
long they occupied me. I had begun to trace with my fingers little
patterns on the deal top of my table, patterns that sometimes had a
meaning for me, sometimes not, but that always had a meaning for Archie
Merridew if he thought ... if he as much as thought....
Then the red and green advertisement was switched off suddenly. Only a
rhomb of dim gaslight on my ceiling remained....
But I still sat in the darkness, my brain taking those backward and
forward jerks, and my lips muttering, though without sound, that if he
dreamed ... if he as much as dreamed....
III
It was a "record" even for myself to get the sack twice in one week, but
that now befell me. They gave me no notice at the newspaper office, but
they were decent, and I had a fortnight's wages in lieu of it. Pettinger
especially showed himself my friend.
"It's rough on you," he said, "but I really don't see that anybody's to
blame.... Look here, I'll tell you what we'll do. Go down to my place at
Bedford; I'll telephone them you're coming; and you can do what there is
to do in my garden for a week or two until something turns up. You won't
mind working under the old chap I've got there? Right. Off you go.
You've got your money, haven't you?"
"I shall have to come up for Friday evening; I've a class," I said.
"Well, have a change till then. You look as if you need it. Catch the
twelve-fifty, and I'll telephone them now."
So I took off my sky-blue uniform and wondered, as I folded it neatly
and laid it aside, where they were going to find the next man it would
fit.
This was at half-past ten in the morning, so that I had some hours to
spare. Ten minutes, if I could catch him, would suffice for all I had to
say to Archie Merridew, and, as he was not an early riser, and had told
me that he was not spending his days in bed, I hoped to find him before
he went out. But as the Business College lay on the way I determined to
call there first. I walked up Chancery Lane into Holborn.
But he had not arrived at the college when I got there, and I did not
wait for him. I had walked home with him often enough to know his
unvarying route, and I set off for his place half expecting to meet him
on the way. But I did not meet him, so I knocked at the brass knocker of
his ivy-green door.
Jane told me he had only that moment gone out.
"To the college?" I asked.
Jane thought so, but was not sure.
"If I don't see him I'll call again," I said. "Tell him, will you?"
I returned to the Business College, and there waited, talking to Kitty,
who had just arrived.
Kitty seemed extremely embarrassed that morning, and of course I guessed
the reason. She had heard of the sky-blue uniform, doubtless through
Archie. (For two nights I had not seen her.) I was none the less sure of
this that she did not mention the circumstance directly; nor did she
comment on my being at liberty at that unusual hour of the morning.
Presently she said:
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