"He ses that to put you ag"in me," ses Henery Walker, pleading-like.
"Well, wot do you want me to come and live with you for, then?" ses old Mr. Walker.
"Because you"re my great-uncle," ses Henery Walker, "and my "ouse is the proper place for you. Blood is thicker than water."
"And you don"t want my money?" ses the old man, looking at "im very sharp.
"Certainly not," ses Henery Walker.
"And "ow much "ave I got to pay a week?" ses old Mr. Walker. "That"s the question?"
"Pay?" ses Henery Walker, speaking afore he "ad time to think. "Pay?
Why, I don"t want you to pay anything."
The old gentleman said as "ow he"d think it over, and Henery started to talk to "im about his father and an old aunt named Maria, but "e stopped "im sharp, and said he was sick and tired of the whole Walker family, and didn"t want to "ear their names ag"in as long as he lived. Henery Walker began to talk about Australey then, and asked "im "ow many sheep he"d got, and the words was "ardly out of "is mouth afore the old gentleman stood up and said he was arter his money ag"in.
Henery Walker at once gave "im some more gin and beer, and arter he "ad drunk it the old gentleman said that he"d go and live with "im for a little while to see "ow he liked it.
"But I sha"n"t pay anything," he ses, very sharp; "mind that."
"I wouldn"t take it if you offered it to me," ses Henery Walker. "You"ll come straight "ome with me to-night, won"t you?"
Afore old Mr. Walker could answer the door opened and in came Bob Pretty. He gave one look at Henery Walker and then he walked straight over to the old gentleman and put his "and on his shoulder.
"Why, I"ve been looking for you everywhere, Mr. Walker," he ses. "I couldn"t think wot had "appened to you."
"You needn"t worry yourself, Bob," ses Henery Walker; "he"s coming to live with me now."
"Don"t you believe it," ses Bob Pretty, taking hold of old Mr. Walker by the arm; "he"s my lodger, and he"s coming with me."
He began to lead the old gentleman towards the door, but Henery Walker, wot was still sitting down, threw "is arms round his legs and held "im tight. Bob Pretty pulled one way and Henery Walker pulled the other, and both of "em shouted to each other to leave go. The row they made was awful, but old Mr. Walker made more noise than the two of "em put together.
"You leave go o" my lodger," ses Bob Pretty.
"You leave go o" my great-uncle-my dear great-uncle," ses Henery Walker, as the old gentleman called "im a bad name and asked "im whether he thought he was made of iron.
I believe they"d ha" been at it till closing-time, on"y Smith, the landlord, came running in from the back and told them to go outside. He "ad to shout to make "imself heard, and all four of "em seemed to be trying which could make the most noise.
"He"s my lodger," ses Bob Pretty, "and he can"t go without giving me proper notice; that"s the lor-a week"s notice."
They all shouted ag"in then, and at last the old gentleman told Henery Walker to give Bob Pretty ten shillings for the week"s notice and ha"
done with "im. Henery Walker "ad only got four shillings with "im, but "e borrowed the rest from Smith, and arter he "ad told Bob Pretty wot he thought of "im he took old Mr. Walker by the arm and led him "ome a"most dancing for joy.
Mrs. Walker was nearly as pleased as wot "e was, and the fuss they made of the old gentleman was sinful a"most. He "ad to speak about it "imself at last, and he told "em plain that when "e wanted arf-a-dozen sore-eyed children to be brought down in their night-gowns to kiss "im while he was eating sausages, he"d say so.
Arter that Mrs. Walker was afraid that "e might object when her and her "usband gave up their bedroom to "im; but he didn"t. He took it all as "is right, and when Henery Walker, who was sleeping in the next room with three of "is boys, fell out o" bed for the second time, he got up and rapped on the wall.
Bob Pretty came round the next morning with a t tin box that belonged to the old man, and "e was so perlite and nice to "im that Henery Walker could see that he "ad "opes of getting "im back ag"in. The box was carried upstairs and put under old Mr. Walker"s bed, and "e was so partikler about its being locked, and about n.o.body being about when "e opened it, that Mrs. Walker went arf out of her mind with curiosity.
"I s"pose you"ve looked to see that Bob Pretty didn"t take anything out of it?" ses Henery Walker.
"He didn"t "ave the chance," ses the old gentleman. "It"s always kep"
locked."
"It"s a box that looks as though it might "ave been made in Australey,"
ses Henery Walker, who was longing to talk about them parts.
"If you say another word about Australey to me," ses old Mr. Walker, firing up, "off I go. Mind that! You"re arter my money, and if you"re not careful you sha"n"t "ave a farthing of it."
That was the last time the word "Australey" pa.s.sed Henery Walker"s lips, and even when "e saw his great-uncle writing letters there he didn"t say anything. And the old man was so suspicious of Mrs. Walker"s curiosity that all the letters that was wrote to "im he "ad sent to Bob Pretty"s.
He used to call there pretty near every morning to see whether any "ad come for "im.
In three months Henery Walker "adn"t seen the color of "is money once, and, wot was worse still, he took to giving Henery"s things away. Mrs.
Walker "ad been complaining for some time of "ow bad the hens had been laying, and one morning at breakfast-time she told her "usband that, besides missing eggs, two of "er best hens "ad been stolen in the night.
"They wasn"t stolen," ses old Mr. Walker, putting down "is teacup. "I took "em round this morning and give "em to Bob Pretty."
"Give "em to Bob Pretty?" ses Henery Walker, arf choking. "Wot for?"
""Cos he asked me for "em," ses the old gentleman. "Wot are you looking at me like that for?"
Henery couldn"t answer "im, and the old gentleman, looking very fierce, got up from the table and told Mrs. Walker to give "im his hat. Henery Walker clung to "im with tears in his eyes a"most and begged "im not to go, and arter a lot of talk old Mr. Walker said he"d look over it this time, but it mustn"t occur ag"in.
Arter that "e did as "e liked with Henery Walker"s things, and Henery dursen"t say a word to "im. Bob Pretty used to come up and flatter "im and beg "im to go back and lodge with "im, and Henery was so afraid he"d go that he didn"t say a word when old Mr. Walker used to give Bob Pretty things to make up for "is disappointment. He "eard on the quiet from Bill Chambers, who said that the old man "ad told it to Bob Pretty as a dead secret, that "e "ad left "im all his money, and he was ready to put up with anything.
The old man must ha" been living with Henery Walker for over eighteen months when one night he pa.s.sed away in "is sleep. Henery knew that his "art was wrong, because he "ad just paid Dr. Green "is bill for saying that "e couldn"t do anything for "im, but it was a surprise to "im all the same. He blew his nose "ard and Mrs. Walker kept rubbing "er eyes with her ap.r.o.n while they talked in whispers and wondered "ow much money they "ad come in for?
In less than ten minutes the news was all over Clay-bury, and arf the people in the place hanging round in front of the "ouse waiting to hear "ow much the Walkers "ad come in for. Henery Walker pulled the blind on one side for a moment and shook his "ead at them to go away. Some of them did go back a yard or two, and then they stood staring at Bob Pretty, wot come up as bold as bra.s.s and knocked at the door.
"Wot"s this I "ear?" he ses, when Henery Walker opened it. "You don"t mean to tell me that the pore old gentleman has really gone? I told "im wot would happen if "e came to lodge with you."
"You be off," ses Henery Walker; "he hasn"t left you anything."
"I know that," ses Bob Pretty, shaking his "ead. "You"re welcome to it, Henery, if there is anything. I never bore any malice to you for taking of "im away from us. I could see you"d took a fancy to "im from the fust. The way you pretended "e was your great-uncle showed me that."
"Wot are you talking about?" ses Henery Walker. "He was my great-uncle!"
"Have it your own way, Henery," ses Bob Pretty; "on"y, if you asked me, I should say that he was my wife"s grandfather."
"Your-wife"s-grandfather?" ses Henery Walker, in a choking voice.
He stood staring at "im, stupid-like, for a minute or two, but he couldn"t get out another word. In a flash "e saw "ow he"d been done, and how Bob Pretty "ad been deceiving "im all along, and the idea that he "ad arf ruined himself keeping Mrs. Pretty"s grandfather for "em pretty near sent "im out of his mind.
"But how is it "is name was Josiah Walker, same as Henery"s great-uncle?" ses Bill Chambers, who "ad been crowding round with the others. "Tell me that!"
"He "ad a fancy for it," ses Bob Pretty, "and being a "armless amus.e.m.e.nt we let him "ave his own way. I told Henery Walker over and over ag"in that it wasn"t his uncle, but he wouldn"t believe me. I"ve got witnesses to it. Wot did you say, Henery?"
Henery Walker drew "imself up as tall as he could and stared at him.