The two masters went off with Hodson, and we four made our way to the back staircase so hurriedly, that we nearly wedged ourselves at the foot, with the result that we were once more face to face, Mercer and I against Burr major and d.i.c.ksee, as in the fight.

I felt shocked now and more sorry than ever for Burr major, as I fully realised how terribly I had knocked him about. My hand twitched, and I was about to raise it, and offer to shake hands, or say something about being sorry; but he checked it at once by giving me a virulent look, and saying,--

"Wait a bit; I'll pay you out for all this," and, thrusting me aside, he sent me staggering against the wall, and rushed up-stairs, but only to trip and fall sprawling.

"Serve you right," cried d.i.c.ksee. "Yah!" Then, turning to us, he held out his hand. "Here, I'll be friends with you both."

CHAPTER TWENTY.

Nearly a week had gone by before I saw Lomax, and of course there had been no more riding lessons. Mr Rebble had given us our impositions, and we had taken our punishment patiently enough, for, as the smarting and pain went off, we could not help feeling proud and satisfied. The boys had all turned wonderfully friendly, and I was evidently a great authority. In fact, I had completely succeeded to Burr major's throne in the boys' estimation, while he went about the place almost alone, Hodson being the only fellow who tried to a.s.sociate with him.

As for the Doctor, he never alluded to the encounter again.

The week, then, had pa.s.sed, and Mercer and I had nearly grown respectable again, when one night, as we were going to bed, my companion turned to me.

"I say," he whispered, "let's get up early to-morrow morning, and go and see old Lom."

I shook my head.

"I've had lessons enough in boxing," I said; "I don't want to fight any more."

"I didn't mean a lesson," said Mercer. "I want to go and tell him all about how we got on."

I agreed that I should like to do that; and I awoke at sunrise, roused Mercer, and, leaving the other boys sleeping, we started for the lodge.

"Oh, I say, what a lovely morning!" cried Mercer. "Look at the dew on the leaves; it's all colours like a rainbow. When are we going fishing again? and I want some birds to stuff; and to go rabbiting, and collecting, and all sorts, and we seem to have done nothing lately."

"Hallo, Magglin!" I cried, as we turned a corner, and came suddenly upon that individual, looking as if he had just come from the big yard.

"Why, what are you doing here?" said Mercer.

"No sir; on'y wish I was. Just came up to see if the gardener's about, and he'd give me a job."

"You know he wouldn't," I said. "The Doctor will not have you about the place again."

"And it's very hard," he whined. "Everybody's agen me, and takes 'vantage of me, even young gents as owes me money and won't pay."

"Why, who owes you money, Magg?"

"You do, sir; four shillin', which I wouldn't ask you for, but--"

"I don't, Magg; I paid you everything I owed you," cried Mercer.

"Oh no, sir; don't you go for to say that which you know aren't true.

It's four shillin', and I wouldn't have asked you, only I'm that hungry as never was."

"But I don't owe you anything; do I, Frank?"

"No; he paid you," I said.

"Oh, sir! Master Burr junior knows as it's wicked to tell a lie. I likes mates to stick up for one another, but it ain't right to get a trampling down of the pore. Do pay me, Master Tom Mercer. It's four shillin'."

"I don't owe you a penny, Magg; and you're a cheat."

"Nay, sir, that I aren't. Well, pay me two on it, and I'll go on trusting you the rest."

"But I'm sure I paid you everything I owed you, Magg."

"Oh no, sir. That's the way with you young gents. You forgets, that's what you does. I've lost lots o' money through the Doctor's boys; and it's very hard on a pore fellow who's trying his best to get a honest living, but as every one's agen."

"Ah, that's all gammon, Magg!" cried Mercer. "See how you left us in the lurch over our ferreting."

"I was obliged to, sir; every one's agen me so. n.o.body believes in me.

Do pay me the two shillin', sir."

"I won't. It's all humbug, and you don't deserve it," cried Mercer.

"There, hark at him, Master Burr junior! Aren't he hard on a pore fellow, who was always doing him kindnesses? Look at the times I've sat up o' nights to ketch him rats and mice or mouldy-warps. Didn't I climb and get you two squirls, and dig out the snake from the big bank for you?"

"Yes; and cut his tail off with the spade," cried Mercer. "You spoiled him."

"Well, I couldn't help that, sir; and I must go now, 'fore the gardener comes along."

"Why, you said you wanted to see him."

"So I did, sir; but I don't think I will. Everybody's so agen me now.

Pay me the two shillin' you owe me."

"I won't. I don't owe you a penny."

"Then pay a shilling of it now, sir. I wouldn't ask you, sir, but I am so hungry, sir."

"Let's give him a shilling, Tom," I said; "I'll be half."

"Oh, very well," cried Mercer; and as I was banker that time, I placed a shilling in the man's very dirty hand.

"Thank-ye, sir," he said. "Then that makes three left, but I won't ask you for them to-day."

"That's the worst of getting in debt," said Mercer, "and not keeping account of it. I know I've bought things of him, and he has made me pay for 'em over and over again. I wonder what he was doing about here so soon."

We watched Magglin go off in a furtive way, with his head down and his back bent, so that people should not see him above the hedge, and then turned along down the path, with the gilt hands and figures of the clock looking quite orange in the morning sun. In a few minutes after, we could smell tobacco smoke, and found Lomax bending his stiff back over one of the beds in his garden, which he was busily digging.

"Ah! Mornin', young gentlemen," he shouted. "Come for a quiet lesson?"

"Not this morning, Lomax," cried Mercer.

"Going for a walk, then?"