am always serious, but just now I am a little excited by the glorious fact that a southerly wind and a cloudy sky proclaim a hunting evening. Ready? So. We turn out the lamp and shut the door, and take the field.”
As the two friends passed out of the Temple into the public street, Eugene demanded with a show of courteous patronage in which direction Mortimer would you like the run to be? “There is a rather difficult country about Bethnal Green,” said Eugene, “and we have not taken in that direction lately. What is your opinion of Bethnal Green?” Mortimer assented to Bethnal Green, and they turned eastward. “Now, when we come to St. Paul’s churchyard,” pursued Eugene, “we’ll loiter artfully, and I’ll show you the schoolmaster.” But, they both saw him, before they got there; alone, and stealing after them in the shadow of the houses, on the opposite side of the way.