"I should think he was," was the reply. "Why, we working people are
somebody up there. We have our representatives on the town council and
on the board of guardians. Down here it is the parson and squire that
do everything; up there we are alive, and there's a chance for a chap
who's got brains. Why, a fellow like you up in Brunford, with your
education and gifts, could be a big man in a few years."
Paul thought quietly for a few minutes. There was something in what
Wadge said that appealed to him. He longed to put his finger on the
pulse of the great busy life of the world, but he remembered the object
for which he lived. He longed to get on, but only for that purpose,
and he remembered that the man whom he had determined to punish was
educated and had a high position.
"And are there any chances," he asked, "for a poor man to be educated?
I mean to be educated in the higher things--to learn law and government
and that sort of thing?"
"Chances? I should think there are!" replied Wadge. "Why, think of
our Mechanics' Institute. We have more than a thousand students there.
They all come of an evening, after work, and they pay next to nothing
for their lessons; but I've known lots of them who have got on so well
that they have been able to go to Owens College at Manchester--even
taken degrees. And there is no end to the possibilities for the chap
who has taken a degree."
Paul had only a vague idea of what this might mean, but he knew it
meant something of importance, and his heart beat quickly at the
thought of it. Still, the idea of Lancashire did not appeal to him.
He felt sure that Douglas Graham would be in London, and, after all,
London was the great heart of things. It was there all these big men
went, and it was there, he felt sure, his work lay. Nevertheless, he
went on asking Wadge many questions about life in the big towns of
Lancashire, and more and more became enamoured by the thought of going
there.
"Look here," continued Wadge presently, "I have got a copy of the
_Brunford Mercury_ where I am staying, and I'll lend it you. You can
see then what's going on."
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