sprung up everywhere in the yet always artistic fashion of mother nature when she is left to design her own ways � so that the entire was more a wilderness than anything else yet it had its attractions or seemed to have at least for mrs for she passed nearly all her time in it now however owing to the long shadows her husband could not perceive her anywhere though presently as he stood at the window he heard her voice an absurd of which he caught a distinct fragment concerning gay bo hem i we re not particular what we do in gay bo hem i a � his face cold and heavy as it was grew downright ugly in its expression of contempt she ought to have been a music hall singer he said to himself with a kind of inward � she has all the taste and talent required for it and to think she is actually well born and well educated what an he the window to violently and went within there was a smoking room at the back of the house and thither he retired with his and one of the of all the various dull evening papers chapter iii early the next morning between six and seven o clock little was up and dressed and sitting by his bedroom window cap in hand waiting eagerly for to appear he was going to see his friendly off by the coach and the idea was not without a certain and excitement it was a perfect day bright with sunshine and all the birds were singing the boy s sensitive soul was divided between sadness and pleasure � sadness at losing the companionship of the kindly good natured young fellow who alone out of all his various teachers had seemed to understand and with him � pleasure at the novelty of getting up on the sly and slipping out and away without his father s knowledge and seeing the coach with its four horses its jolly driver and its still red faced guard all at a halt outside the funny old inn called by various the pack o cards on account of its peculiar structure � and watching mr climb up to the too of the horn and then finally beholding the whole glorious dash away at break neck speed to this was something for a boy as mere boy to look forward to with a thrill of expectation � but deep down in his heart of hearts he was thinking of another delight as well � a plan he had formed in secret and of which he had not breathed a word even to the scheme was a bold and dreadful one and it was this � to run away for the day he did not wish to his studies � but he knew there were to be no lessons till his new professor arrived and professor was not due till that evening at ten o clock the whole day therefore was before him � the long beautiful day � and he in his own mind resolved that he would for once make the best of it he had no wish to deceive his father � his desire for an arose out of an instinctive longing which he himself had not the skill to � a longing not only for freedom but for rest turning it over and over in his thoughts now as he had turned it over and over all night poor child he could not see that there was any particular harm or mischief in his intention neither his father nor mother ever wanted him or sent for him except at luncheon which was his dinner � all the rest of the time he was supposed to be with his always engaged in learning something useful but now it so happened that he was to be left for several hours without any and why should he not take the chance of liberty while it was offered him he was still mentally this question when entered softly in hand come along he said with a kind smile � step gently nobody s � and aid and you in this morning s we re going to breakfast together at miss s � the coach won t be here for a long time yet gave a noiseless jump of delight on the floor and then did as he was told creeping after his down the � like a velvet footed and with excess of timidity and pleasure when the big hall door was opened cautiously and closed again with equal care behind them and they stood together among the and wild rose of the sweetly scented garden let mc help you carry your mr � he said � i m sure i can i m sure you can t returned with a laugh leave it alone my boy � it s too heavy for you here you can carry my instead took the well worn leather bound volume and bore it along in both hands reverently as though it were a sacred where arc you going mr he asked presently � have you got another boy like me to teach no � not yet i wonder if i shall manage to find another boy like you eh do you think i shall considered seriously for a moment before replying well i don t know he said at last � i suppose there must be some you see when you re an only boy you get different to other boys you ve got to try and be more clever you know if i had two or three brothers now my father would want to make every one of them clever and he wouldn t have to get it all out of me that s how i look at it it oh that s how you look at it echoed studying with some compassion the delicate little figure 