joke that was perfectly within the boy's compass. They figured

themselves as part of the vast vague hand-to-mouth multitude of the

enormous city and pretended they were proud of their position in it

- it showed them "such a lot of life" and made them conscious of a

democratic brotherhood. If Pemberton couldn't feel a sympathy in

destitution with his small companion - for after all Morgan's fond

parents would never have let him really suffer - the boy would at

least feel it with him, so it came to the same thing. He used

sometimes to wonder what people would think they were - to fancy

they were looked askance at, as if it might be a suspected case of

kidnapping. Morgan wouldn't be taken for a young patrician with a

preceptor - he wasn't smart enough; though he might pass for his

companion's sickly little brother. Now and then he had a five-

franc piece, and except once, when they bought a couple of lovely

neckties, one of which he made Pemberton accept, they laid it out

scientifically in old books. This was sure to be a great day,

always spent on the quays, in a rummage of the dusty boxes that

garnish the parapets. Such occasions helped them to live, for

their books ran low very soon after the beginning of their

acquaintance. Pemberton had a good many in England, but he was

obliged to write to a friend and ask him kindly to get some fellow

to give him something for them.

If they had to relinquish that summer the advantage of the bracing

climate the young man couldn't but suspect this failure of the cup

when at their very lips to have been the effect of a rude jostle of

his own. This had represented his first blow-out, as he called it,

with his patrons; his first successful attempt - though there was

little other success about it - to bring them to a consideration of

his impossible position. As the ostensible eve of a costly journey

the moment had struck him as favourable to an earnest protest, the

presentation of an ultimatum. Ridiculous as it sounded, he had

never yet been able to compass an uninterrupted private interview

with the elder pair or with either of them singly. They were

always flanked by their elder children, and poor Pemberton usually

had his own little charge at his side. He was conscious of its

being a house in which the surface of one's delicacy got rather

smudged; nevertheless he had preserved the bloom of his scruple

against announcing to Mr. and Mrs. Moreen with publicity that he

shouldn't be able to go on longer without a little money. He was

still simple enough to suppose Ulick and Paula and Amy might not

know that since his arrival he had only had a hundred and forty

francs; and he was magnanimous enough to wish not to compromise

their parents in their eyes. Mr. Moreen now listened to him, as he

listened to every one and to every thing, like a man of the world,

and seemed to appeal to him - though not of course too grossly - to

try and be a little more of one himself. Pemberton recognised in

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