ew of the
profession, and that I disagreed with every word he said.
"Well, my boy, you may disagree as much as you like, but if you are
going to work with me you must throw etiquette to the devil!"
"I can't do that."
"Well, if you are too clean handed for the job you can clear out. We
can't keep you here against your will."
I said nothing; but when we got back, I went upstairs and packed up
my trunk, with every intention of going back to Yorkshire by the night
train. He came up to my room, and finding what I was at, he burst into
apologies which would have satisfied a more exacting man than I am.
"You shall do just exactly what you like, my dear chap. If you don't
like my way, you may try some way of your own."
"That's fair enough," said I. "But it's a little trying to a man's
self-respect if he is told to clear out every time there is a difference
of opinion."
"Well, well, there was no harm meant, and it shan't occur again. I can't
possibly say more than that; so come along down and have a cup of tea."
And so the matter blew over; but I very much fear, Bertie, that this is
the first row of a series. I have a presentiment that sooner or later my
position here will become untenable. Still, I shall give it a fair trial
as long as he will let me. Cullingworth is a fellow who likes to have
nothing but inferiors and dependants round him. Now, I like to stand on
my own legs, and think with my own mind. If he'll let me do this we'll
get along very well; but if I know the man he will claim submission,
which is more than I am inclined to give. He has a right to my
gratitude, which I freely admit. He has found an opening for me when I
badly needed one and had no immediate prospects. But still, one may pay
too high a price even for that, and I should feel that I was doing so if
I had to give up my individuality and my manhood.
We had an incident that evening which was so characteristic that I must
tell you of it. Cullingworth has an air gun which fires little steel
darts. With this he makes excellent practice at about twenty feet, the
length of the back room. We were shooting at a mark after dinner, when
he asked me whether I would hold a halfpenny between my finger and
thumb, and allow him to shoot it out. A halfpenny not being forthcoming,
he took a bronze medal out of his waistcoat pocket, and I held that
tip as a mark. "Kling!" went the air gun, and the medal rolled upon the
floor.
"Plumb in the centre,"
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