Through the Fray: A Tale of the Luddite RiotsHenty, G. A. (George Alfred)
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Through the Fray: A Tale of the Luddite Riots
Henty, G. A. (George Alfred)
Luddites -- Juvenile fiction
“Thank God! he will do now,” he said to the chief constable; “but it has
been a very near squeak, and I thought several times I should have to
take immediate steps to wake him. However, the effects are passing off,
and he will soon be in a natural sleep. Pray let the house be kept as
quiet as possible, and let no one go near him. The chances are he will
sleep quietly till morning.”
The doctor called again the last thing that evening, but was told that
no stir had been heard in Ned's room, and the same report met him when
he came again next morning.
“That is capital,” he said. “Let him sleep on. He has a long arrears
to make up. I shall not be going out today; please send in directly he
wakes.”
“Very well,” the officer replied. “I will put a man outside his door,
and the moment a move is heard I will let you know.”
CHAPTER XIV: COMMITTED FOR TRIAL
It was not until after midday that the message arrived, and Dr. Green at
once went in. Ned was sitting on the side of the bed, a constable having
come off with the message as soon as he heard him make the first move.
“Well, Ned, how are you now?” Dr. Green asked cheerfully as he went to
the window and drew back the curtains. “Had a good sleep, my boy, and
feel all the better for it, I hope.”
“Yes, I think I have been asleep,” Ned said in a far more natural voice
than that of the previous day. “How did the curtains get drawn?”
“I drew them, Ned. I looked in in the afternoon, and found you fast
asleep, so I darkened the room.”
“Why, what time is it now?” Ned asked.
“Half past twelve, Ned.”
“Half past twelve! Why, how can that be?”
“Why, my boy, you have had twenty-two hours' sleep.”
Ned gave an exclamation of astonishment.
“You had two nights' arrears to make up for, and nature is not to be
outraged in that way with impunity. I am very thankful that you had a
good night, for I was really anxious about you yesterday.”
“I feel rather heavy and stupid now,” Ned said, “but I am all the better
for my sleep.
“Let me think,” he began, looking round the room, for up till now
remembrance of the past had not come back again, “what am I doing here?
Oh! I remember now.”
“You are here, my boy, on a charge of which I have no doubt we shall
prove you innocent. Of course Porson and I and all your friends know
you are innocent, but we have got to prove it to the world, and we shall
want all your wits to help us. But we needn't talk about that now. The
first thing for you to do is to put your head in a basin of water. By
the time you have had a good wash your breakfast will be here. I told
my old cook to prepare it when I came out, and as you are a favorite
of hers I have no doubt it will be a good one. After you have discussed
that we can talk matters over. I sent my boy down to the school just now
to ask Porson to come up here in half an hour. Then we three can lay our
heads together and see what are the best steps to take.”
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