laid a huge tin plate across the top of her low kitchen chimney. Nearly
all these miseries were securely effected at night; and as Mrs. Butter
watched vigilantly and detected nothing, her surprise equalled her
rage. Dr. Brabazon had levied a contribution for the value of the eggs;
but that did not stop the fun.
It was a pretty place to look at, this dwelling-house of Mrs. Butter's,
with the clematis on its stone walls, the bright flowers before it, and
the little paddock behind; and it so happened that Mr. Henry, seeking
for lodgings, heard there were some to let here. He found a neat plain
sitting-room, and a closet opening from it which just held the bed and
washhand stand, with space for his portmanteau, if he put the chair
out. Mrs. Butter said she would cook and wait upon him; the rent asked
was low, and he made the bargain, unconscious man, offhand. The
previous occupant had been an outdoor servant of the college, and you
may imagine the effect Mr. Henry's choice produced on the school. Not
until he moved into it was he aware of the contemptuous feeling it
excited, and then not of its extent. "It suits me," said he, quietly
and decisively.
He saw no reason why it should not suit him. It had been done up nicely
afresh, and was convenient for the college. He might have thought it
good enough, even though he had not been obliged to look at every
sixpence that he spent. The boys might have thought it good enough, but
for its being in the house of the obnoxious Mother Butter, and for a
servant's previous occupation of it.
You know the old saying, my friends: "One man must not look at a horse,
while another may leap over the hedge." Just so was it here. Had
somebody great and grand—a duke, let us say, for example—taken a fancy
to that room, and come and occupied it, the boys would have been seized
with a sudden sense of its desirability as a lodging, had its
photograph taken as a model of beauty, and extolled it abroad; they
might even have relaxed a little in their polite attentions to Mother
Butter; but as one whom they were half-way prepared to regard as an
enemy entered upon it, the case was different. In truth, a strong
feeling, independent of this, was setting in against the foreign
master.
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