“Dear Sir,--I'll not take the three days you gave me
to consider your offer; I accept it at once.--Yours truly,
“Tony Butler.
“Norman Maitland, Esq., Lyle Abbey.”
“I'll have to write to Skeffy,” said he to himself, “and say you may
tell my noble patron that I don't want the messengership, and that when
next I call at the Office I 'll kick Willis for nothing. I don't suppose
that this is the formal way of resigning; but I take it they 'll not
be sorry to be quit of me, and it will spare the two old coves in white
cravats all the trouble of having me plucked at the examination. Poor
Skeffy won't be pleased, though; he was to have 'coached me' in foreign
tongues and the Rule of Three. Well, I 'm glad I 'm in for a line of
life where nobody asks about Colenso's Arithmetic, nor has so much as
heard of Ollendorff's Method. Oh dear! how much happier the world must
have been when people weren't so confoundedly well informed!--so awfully
brimful of all knowledge as they now are! In those pleasant days,
instead of being a black sheep, I 'd have been pretty much like the rest
of the flock.”
The speculations on this topic--this golden age of ignorance and
bliss--occupied him all the way, as he walked over the hills to leave
his letter at the gate-lodge for Mr. Maitland.
Resisting all the lodge-keeper's inducements to talk,--for he was an
old friend of Tony's, and wanted much to know where he had been and
what doing of late, and why he was n't up at the Abbey every day as
of yore,--Tony refused to hear of all the sad consequences that had
followed on his absence; how the “two three-year-olds had gone back in
their training;” how “Piper wouldn't let a saddle be put on his back;”
how the carp were all dying in the new pond, nobody knew why,--there was
even something gone wrong with the sun-dial over the stable, as though
the sun himself had taken his departure in dudgeon, and would n't look
straight on the spot since. These were, with many more, shouted after
him as he turned away, while he, laughing, called out, “It will be all
right in a day or two, Mat. I 'll see to everything soon.”
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