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СКАЧАТЬ London cabman's occupation consists in dodging thoroughfares under repair.

      Numbers of dingy streets have been flung about to help him. There is one of these in Bloomsbury, which was originally discovered by a student while looking for the British Museum. It runs a hundred yards in a straight line, then stops, like a stranger who has lost his way, and hurries by another route out of the neighbourhood.

      The houses are dull, except one, just where it doubles, which is gloomy.

      This house is divided into sets of chambers and has a new frontage, but it no longer lets well. A few years ago there were two funerals from it within a fortnight, and soon afterward another of the tenants was found at the foot of the stair with his neck broken. These fatalities gave the house a bad name, as such things do in London.

      It was here that Andrew's patron, the president, lived.

      To the outcast from work to get an object in life is to be born again. Andrew bustled to the president's chambers on the Saturday night following the events already described, with his chest well set.

      His springy step echoed of wages in the hearts of the unemployed. Envious eyes, following his swaggering staff, could not see that but a few days before he had been as the thirteenth person at a dinner-party.

      Such a change does society bring about when it empties a chair for the superfluous man.

      It may be wondered that he felt so sure of himself, for the night had still to decide his claims.

      Andrew, however, had thought it all out in his solitary lodgings, and had put fear from him. He felt his failings and allowed for every one of them, but he knew his merits too, and his testimonials were in his pocket. Strength of purpose was his weak point, and, though the good of humanity was his loadstar, it did not make him quite forget self.

      It may not be possible to serve both God and mammon, but since Adam the world has been at it. We ought to know by this time.

      The Society for Doing Without was as immoral as it certainly was illegal. The president's motives were not more disinterested than his actions were defensible. He even deserved punishment.

      All these things may be. The great social question is not to be solved in a day. It never will be solved if those who take it by the beard are not given an unbiassed hearing.

      Those were the young Scotchman's views when the president opened the door to him, and what he saw and heard that night strengthened them.

      It was characteristic of Andrew's host that at such a time he could put himself in the young man's place.

      He took his hand and looked him in the face more like a physician than a mere acquaintance. Then he drew him aside into an empty room.

      "Let me be the first to congratulate you," he said; "you are admitted."

      Andrew took a long breath, and the president considerately turned away his head until the young probationer had regained his composure. Then he proceeded:

      "The society only asks from its probationers the faith which it has in them. They take no oath. We speak in deeds. The Brotherhood do not recognise the possibility of treachery; but they are prepared to cope with it if it comes. Better far, Andrew Riach, to be in your grave, dead and rotten and forgotten, than a traitor to the cause."

      The president's voice trembled with solemnity.

      He stretched forth his hands, slowly repeating the words, "dead and rotten and forgotten," until his wandering eyes came to rest on the young man's neck.

      Andrew drew back a step and bowed silently, as he had seen many a father do at a christening in the kirk at Wheens.

      "You will shortly," continued the president, with a return to his ordinary manner, "hear an address on female suffrage from one of the noblest women in the land. It will be your part to listen. To-night you will both hear and see strange things. Say nothing. Evince no surprise. Some members are irritable. Come!"

      Once more he took Andrew by the hand, and led him into the meeting-room; and still his eyes were fixed on the probationer's neck. There seemed to be something about it that he liked.

      It was not then, with the committee all around him, but long afterwards at Wheens, that Andrew was struck by the bareness of the chambers.

      Without the president's presence they had no character.

      The trifles were absent that are to a room what expression is to the face.

      The tenant might have been a medical student who knew that it was not worth while to unpack his boxes.

      The only ornament on the walls was an elaborate sketch by a member, showing the arrangement of the cellars beneath the premises of the Young Men's Christian Association.

      There were a dozen men in the room, including the president of the Birmingham branch association and two members who had just returned from a visit to Edinburgh. These latter had already submitted their report.

      The president introduced Andrew to the committee, but not the committee to him. Several of them he recognized from the portraits in the shop windows.

      They stood or sat in groups looking over a probationer's thesis. It consisted of diagrams of machinery.

      Andrew did not see the sketches, though they were handed round separately for inspection, but he listened eagerly to the president's explanations.

      "The first," said the president, "is a beautiful little instrument worked by steam. Having placed his head on the velvet cushion D, the subject can confidently await results.

      "No. 2 is the same model on a larger scale.

      "As yet 3 can be of little use to us. It includes a room 13 feet by 11. X is the windows and other apertures; and these being closed up and the subjects admitted, all that remains to be done is to lock the door from the outside and turn on the gas. E, F, and K are couches, and L is a square inch of glass through which results may be noted.

      "The speciality of 4, which is called the 'water cure,' is that it is only workable on water. It is generally admitted that release by drowning is the pleasantest of all deaths; and, indeed, 4, speaking roughly, is a boat with a hole in the bottom. It is so simple that a child could work it. C is the plug.

      "No. 5 is an intricate instrument. The advantage claimed for it is that it enables a large number of persons to leave together."

      While the thesis was under discussion, the attendance was increased by a few members specially interested in the question of female suffrage. Andrew observed that several of these wrote something on a piece of paper which lay on the table with a pencil beside it, before taking their seats.

      He stretched himself in the direction of this paper, but subsided as he caught the eyes of two of the company riveted on his neck.

      From that time until he left the rooms one member or other was staring at his neck. Andrew looked anxiously in the glass over the mantelpiece but could see nothing wrong.

      The paper on the table merely contained such jottings as these:—

      "Robert Buchanan has written another play."

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