He turned round upon his son with angry and yet hopeful suspicion. "You, you"ve been playing some of your infernal tricks with this mirror, sir,"
he cried fiercely. "What have you done to it?"
"Done! how could I do anything to it? As if you didn"t know that!"
"Then," stammered Paul, determined to know the worst, "then do you, do you mean to tell me you can see any--alteration in me? Tell me the truth now!"
"I should just think I could!" said d.i.c.k emphatically. "It"s very queer, but just look here," and he came up to the sideboard and placed himself by the side of his horrified father. "Why," he said, with another giggle, "we"re--he-he--as like as two peas!"
They were indeed; the gla.s.s reflected now two small boys, each with chubby cheeks and auburn hair, both dressed, too, exactly alike, in Eton jackets and broad white collars; the only difference to be seen between them was that, while one face wore an expression of intense glee and satisfaction, the other--the one which Mr. Bult.i.tude was beginning to fear must belong to him--was lengthened and drawn with dismay and bewilderment.
"d.i.c.k," said Paul faintly, "what is all this? Who has been, been taking these liberties with me?"
"I"m sure I don"t know," protested d.i.c.k. "It wasn"t me. I believe you did it all yourself."
"Did it all myself!" repeated Paul indignantly. "Is it likely I should?
It"s some trickery, I tell you, some villainous plot. The worst of it is," he added plaintively, "I don"t understand who I"m supposed to be now. d.i.c.k, who am I?"
"You can"t be me," said d.i.c.k, "because here I am, you know. And you"re not yourself, that"s very plain. You must be _somebody_, I suppose," he added dubiously.
"Of course I am. What do you mean?" said Paul angrily. "Never mind who I am. I feel just the same as I always did. Tell me when you first began to notice any change. Could you see it coming on at all, eh?"
"It was all at once, just as you were talking about school and all that.
You said you only wished---- Why of course; look here, it must be the stone that did it!"
"Stone! what stone?" said Paul. "I don"t know what you"re talking about."
"Yes, you do--the Garuda Stone! You"ve got it in your hand still. Don"t you see? It"s a real talisman after all! How jolly!"
"I didn"t do anything to set it off; and besides, oh, it"s perfectly absurd! How can there be such things as talismans nowadays, eh? Tell me that."
"Well, something"s happened to you, hasn"t it? And it must have been done somehow," argued d.i.c.k.
"I was holding the confounded thing, certainly," said Paul, "here it is.
But what could I have said to start it? What has it done this to me for?"
"I know!" cried d.i.c.k. "Don"t you remember? You said you wished you were a boy again, like me. So you are, you see, exactly like me! What a lark it is, isn"t it? But, I say, you can"t go up to business like that, you know, can you? I tell you what, you"d better come to Grimstone"s with me now, and see how you like it. I shouldn"t mind so much if you came too.
Grimstone"s face would be splendid when he saw two of us. Do come!"
"That"s ridiculous nonsense you"re talking," said Paul, "and you know it. What should I do at school at my age? I tell you I"m the same as ever inside, though I may have shrunk into a little rascally boy to look at. And it"s simply an abominable nuisance, d.i.c.k, that"s what it is! Why on earth couldn"t you let the stone alone? Just see what mischief you"ve done by meddling now--put me to all this inconvenience!"
"You shouldn"t have wished," said d.i.c.k.
"Wished!" echoed Mr. Bult.i.tude. "Why, to be sure," he said, with a gleam of returning hopefulness, "of course--I never thought of that. The thing"s a wishing stone; it must be! You have to hold it, I suppose, and then say what you wish aloud, and there you are. If that"s the case, I can soon put it all right by simply wishing myself back again. I--I shall have a good laugh at all this by and by--I know I shall!"
He took the stone, and got into a corner by himself where he began repeating the words, "I wish I was back again," "I wish I was the man I was five minutes ago," "I wish all this had not happened," and so on, until he was very exhausted and red in the face. He tried with the stone held in his left hand, as well as his right, sitting and standing, under all the various conditions he could think of, but absolutely nothing came of it; he was just as exasperatingly boyish and youthful as ever at the end of it.
"I don"t like this," he said at last, giving it up with a rather crestfallen air. "It seems to me that this diabolical invention has got out of order somehow; I can"t make it work any more!"
"Perhaps," suggested d.i.c.k, who had shown throughout the most unsympathetic cheerfulness, "perhaps it"s one of those talismans that only give you one wish, and you"ve had it, you know?"
"Then it"s all over!" groaned Paul. "What the dooce am I to do? What shall I do? Suggest something, for Heaven"s sake; don"t stand cackling there in that unfeeling manner. Can"t you see what a terrible, mess I"ve got into? Suppose--only suppose your sister or one of the servants were to come in, and see me like this!"
This suggestion simply enchanted d.i.c.k. "Let"s have "em all up," he laughed; "it would be such fun! How they will laugh when we tell them!"
And he rushed to the bell.
"Touch that bell if you dare!" screamed Paul. "I won"t be seen in this condition by anybody! What on earth could have induced that scoundrelly uncle of yours to bring such a horrible thing as this over I can"t imagine! I never heard of such a situation as this in my life. I can"t stay like this, you know--it"s not to be thought of! I--I wonder whether it would be any use to send over to Dr. Bustard and ask him to step in; he might give me something to bring me round. But then the whole neighbourhood would hear about it! If I don"t see my way out of this soon, I shall go raving mad!"
And he paced restlessly up and down the room with his brain on fire.
All at once, as he became able to think more coherently, there occurred to him a chance, slender and desperate enough, but still a chance, of escaping even yet the consequences of his folly.
He was forced to conclude that, however improbable and fantastic it might appear in this rationalistic age, there must be some hidden power in this Garuda Stone which had put him in his present very unpleasant position. It was plain too that the virtues of the talisman refused to exert themselves any more at his bidding.
But it did not follow that in another"s hands the spell would remain as powerless. At all events, it was an experiment well worth the trial, and he lost no time in explaining the notion to d.i.c.k, who, by the sparkle in his eyes and suppressed excitement in his manner, seemed to think there might be something in it.
"I may as well try," he said, "give it to me."
"Take it, my dear boy," said Paul, with a paternal air that sorely tried d.i.c.k"s recovered gravity, it contrasted so absurdly with his altered appearance. "Take it, and wish your poor old father himself again!"
d.i.c.k took it, and held it thoughtfully for some moments, while Paul waited in nervous impatience. "Isn"t it any use?" he said dolefully at last, as nothing happened.
"I don"t know," said d.i.c.k calmly, "I haven"t wished yet."
"Then do so at once," said Paul fussily, "do so at once. There"s no time to waste, every moment is of importance--your cab will be here directly.
Although, although I"m altered in this ridiculous way, I hope I still retain my authority as a father, and as a father, by Gad, I expect you to obey me, sir!"
"Oh, all right," said d.i.c.k indifferently, "you may keep the authority if you like."
"Then do what I tell you. Can"t you see how urgent it is that a scandal like this shouldn"t get about? I should be the laughing-stock of the city. Not a soul must ever guess that such a thing has happened. You must see that yourself."
"Yes," said d.i.c.k, who all this time was sitting on a corner of the table, swinging his legs, "I see that. It will be all right. I"m going to wish in a minute, and no one will guess there has been anything the matter."
"That"s a good boy!" said Paul, much relieved, "I know your heart is in the right place--only do make haste."
"I suppose," d.i.c.k asked, "when you are yourself again, things would go on just as usual?"
"I--I hope so."
"I mean you will go on sitting here, and I shall go off to Grimstone"s?"
"Of course, of course," said Paul; "don"t ask so many questions. I"m sure you quite understand what has to be done, so get on. We might be found like this any minute."
"That settles it," said d.i.c.k, "any fellow would do it after that."
"Yes, yes, but you"re so slow about it!"
"Don"t be in a hurry," said d.i.c.k, "you mayn"t like it after all when I"ve done it."
"Done what?" asked Mr. Bult.i.tude sharply, struck by something sinister and peculiar in the boy"s manner.