of that day and the whole of the next were a busy time for the Nubbles family, to whom everything connected with Kit's outfit
of as great moment
as if he had been about to penetrate
into the interior
of Africa, or to take a cruise
round the world. It would be difficult
that there ever was a box which was opened and shut so many times within four-and-twenty hours, as that which contained his wardrobe
and necessaries; and certainly
there never was one which to two small eyes presented such a mine
of clothing, as this mighty
chest with its three shirts and proportionate allowance
of stockings and pocket-handkerchiefs, disclosed to the astonished vision
of little Jacob. At last it was conveyed to the carrier
's, at whose house at Finchley Kit was to find it next day; and the box being gone, there remained but two questions for consideration
: firstly, whether the carrier
would lose, or dishonestly feign
to lose, the box upon the road; secondly, whether Kit's mother perfectly understood how to take care of herself in the absence
of her son.
'I don't think there's hardly a chance of his really losing it, but carriers are under great temptation
they lose things, no doubt
,' said Mrs Nubbles apprehensively, in reference
to the first point.
about it,' returned Kit, with a serious
look; 'upon my word, mother, I don't think it was right
it to itself. Somebody ought to have gone with it, I'm afraid.'
'We can't help it now,' said his mother; 'but it was foolish
and wrong. People oughtn't to be tempted.'
Kit inwardly resolved that he would never tempt
any more, save with an empty
box; and having formed this Christian determination
, he turned his thoughts to the second question.
'You know you must keep up your spirits, mother, and not be lonesome
because I'm not at home. I shall very often be able
to look in when I come into town I dare
say, and I shall send you a letter sometimes, and when the quarter
comes round, I can get a holiday
of course; and then see if we don't take little Jacob to the play, and let him know what oysters means.'
'I hope plays mayn't be sinful
, Kit, but I'm a'most afraid,' said Mrs Nubbles.
'I know who has been putting that in your head,' rejoined her son disconsolately; 'that's Little Bethel again. Now I say, mother, pray
don't take to going there regularly, for if I was to see your good-humoured face that has always made home cheerful, turned into a grievous
one, and the baby trained to look grievous
too, and to call itself a young sinner (bless its heart
) and a child of the devil (which is calling its dead father names); if I was to see this, and see little Jacob looking grievous
likewise, I should so take it to heart
that I'm sure I should go and list for a soldier
, and run my head on purpose
against the first cannon-ball
I saw coming my way.'
'Oh, Kit, don't talk like that.'
'I would, indeed, mother, and unless you want to make me feel very wretched
, you'll keep that bow on your bonnet
, which you'd more than half a mind
to pull off last week. Can you suppose
there's any harm in looking as cheerful and being as cheerful as our poor circumstances will permit
? Do I see anything in the way I'm made, which calls upon me to be a snivelling, solemn
, whispering chap
, sneaking about as if I couldn't help it, and expressing myself in a most unpleasant snuffle? on the contrary
, don't I see every reason
why I shouldn't? just hear this! Ha ha ha! An't that as nat'ral as walking, and as good for the health
? Ha ha ha! An't that as nat'ral as a sheep's bleating, or a pig's grunting, or a horse's neighing, or a bird's singing? Ha ha ha! Isn't it, mother?'
There was something contagious
in Kit's laugh, for his mother, who had looked grave
before, first subsided into a smile, and then fell to joining in it heartily, which occasioned Kit to say that he knew it was natural
, and to laugh the more. Kit and his mother, laughing together in a pretty loud key, woke the baby, who, finding that there was something very jovial
, was no sooner in its mother's arms than it began to kick and laugh, most vigorously
. This new illustration
of his argument
so tickled Kit, that he fell backward
in his chair in a state
, pointing at the baby and shaking his sides till
he rocked again. After recovering twice or thrice
, and as often relapsing, he wiped his eyes and said grace
; and a very cheerful meal their scanty
With more kisses, and hugs, and tears, than many young gentlemen who start upon their travels, and leave well-stocked homes behind them, would deem
within the bounds of probability
so low could be herein set down), Kit left the house at an early hour next morning, and set out to walk to Finchley; feeling a sufficient pride
in his appearance
to have warranted his excommunication
from Little Bethel from that time forth, if he had ever been one of that mournful congregation
Lest anybody should feel a curiosity
to know how Kit was clad
, it may be briefly remarked that he wore no livery
, but was dressed in a coat of pepper-and-salt with waistcoat
of canary colour, and nether
garments of iron-grey; besides these glories, he shone in the lustre of a new pair
of boots and an extremely stiff
hat, which on being struck anywhere with the knuckles, sounded like a drum. And in this attire
, rather wondering that he attracted so little attention
, and attributing the circumstance
to the insensibility of those who got up early, he made his way towards Abel Cottage.
Without encountering any more adventure
on the road, than meeting a lad in a brimless hat, the exact counterpart
of his old one, on whom he bestowed half the sixpence he possessed, Kit arrived in course of time at the carrier
's house, where, to the lasting honour of human nature
, he found the box in safety. Receiving from the wife of this immaculate
man, a direction
to Mr Garland's, he took the box upon his shoulder and repaired thither directly
To be sure, it was a beautiful little cottage
with a thatched roof and little spires at the gable-ends, and pieces of stained glass in some of the windows, almost as large as pocket-books. On one side of the house was a little stable
, just the size for the pony, with a little room over it, just the size for Kit. White curtains were fluttering, and birds in cages that looked as bright as if they were made of gold, were singing at the windows; plants were arranged on either side of the path, and clustered about the door; and the garden was bright with flowers in full bloom
, which shed
a sweet odour all round, and had a charming
and elegant appearance
. Everything within the house and without, seemed to be the perfection
of neatness and order. In the garden there was not a weed to be seen, and to judge from some dapper
gardening-tools, a basket, and a pair
of gloves which were lying in one of the walks, old Mr Garland had been at work in it that very morning.
Kit looked about him, and admired, and looked again, and this a great many times before he could make up his mind
to turn his head another way and ring the bell. There was abundance
of time to look about him again though, when he had rung it, for nobody came, so after ringing it twice or thrice
he sat down upon his box, and waited.
He rang the bell a great many times, and yet nobody came. But at last, as he was sitting upon the box thinking about giants' castles, and princesses tied up to pegs by the hair of their heads, and dragons bursting out from behind gates, and other incidents of the like nature
in story-books to youths of low degree
on their first visit to strange
houses, the door was gently opened, and a little servant-girl, very tidy
, and demure
, but very pretty too, appeared. 'I suppose
you're Christopher, sir,' said the servant-girl.
Kit got off the box, and said yes, he was.
'I'm afraid you've rung a good many times perhaps,' she rejoined, 'but we couldn't hear you, because we've been catching the pony.'
Kit rather wondered what this meant, but as he couldn't stop there, asking questions, he shouldered the box again and followed the girl into the hall, where through
a back-door he descried Mr Garland leading Whisker in triumph
up the garden, after that self-willed pony had (as he afterwards learned
) dodged the family round a small paddock
in the rear, for one hour and three quarters.
The old gentleman received him very kindly and so did the old lady, whose previous
of him was greatly enhanced by his wiping his boots on the mat until the soles of his feet burnt again. He was then taken into the parlour to be inspected in his new clothes; and when he had been surveyed several
times, and had afforded by his appearance
, he was taken into the stable
(where the pony received him with uncommon complaisance); and thence into the little chamber
he had already observed, which was very clean and comfortable
: and thence into the garden, in which the old gentleman told him he would be taught to employ
himself, and where he told him, besides, what great things he meant to do to make him comfortable
, and happy, if he found he deserved it. All these kindnesses, Kit acknowledged with various
expressions of gratitude
, and so many touches of the new hat, that the brim
suffered considerably. When the old gentleman had said all he had to say in the way of promise
, and Kit had said all he had to say in the way of assurance
and thankfulness, he was handed over again to the old lady, who, summoning the little servant-girl (whose name was Barbara) instructed her to take him down stairs and give him something to eat and drink, after his walk.
Down stairs, therefore, Kit went; and at the bottom of the stairs there was such a kitchen as was never before seen or heard of out of a toy-shop window, with everything in it as bright and glowing, and as precisely
ordered too, as Barbara herself. And in this kitchen, Kit sat himself down at a table
as white as a tablecloth, to eat cold meat, and drink small ale, and use his knife and fork the more awkwardly, because there was an unknown Barbara looking on and observing him.
It did not appear, however, that there was anything remarkably tremendous
about this strange
Barbara, who having lived a very quiet life, blushed very much and was quite as embarrassed
and uncertain what she ought to say or do, as Kit could possibly be. When he had sat for some little time, attentive
to the ticking of the sober
clock, he ventured to glance
curiously at the dresser, and there, among the plates and dishes, were Barbara's little work-box with a sliding lid to shut in the balls of cotton, and Barbara's prayer-book, and Barbara's hymn-book, and Barbara's Bible. Barbara's little looking-glass hung in a good light near the window, and Barbara's bonnet
was on a nail behind the door. From all these mute
signs and tokens of her presence
, he naturally glanced at Barbara herself, who sat as mute
as they, shelling peas into a dish; and just when Kit was looking at her eyelashes and wondering-quite in the simplicity
of his heart
-what colour her eyes might
be, it perversely happened that Barbara raised her head a little to look at him, when both pair
of eyes were hastily withdrawn
, and Kit leant over his plate
, and Barbara over her pea-shells, each in extreme confusion
at having been detected by the other.