to the scorn and mercilessness of a hard world. And he would see him.
If he lived in Manchester he would be employed for other cases. It
would be easy to find out all about them, and he could go there and
watch. He realised that he could do nothing while he was ignorant.
Perhaps this G. D. Graham was a great man by now, and he would deny all
knowledge of what he had done; therefore he must find out, he must
prepare himself, and he could only do that through getting a knowledge
of the world, a knowledge of law, a knowledge of men.
This decided him. He remembered what Wadge had said about the
Mechanics' Institute, and about working-lad students belonging to Owens
College and obtaining University degrees. Of course that must mean
knowledge, and knowledge was power. So much he had learnt, at all
events, at the night-school where he had attended.
He counted up his money, of which he had been very saving, and
determined to leave Cornwall at once, and shortly after Christmas he
found himself in the train bearing him northward. He had never been
out of Cornwall before, and his heart beat high with hope. New scenes,
new experiences, new modes of life and thought, a new world--and he was
going to enter it! It was on a Monday morning that he started on his
journey, and it was dark when he left the little village of St. Mabyn,
carrying in his hand a portmanteau which contained all his earthly
possessions. It was several miles to the nearest railway station, but
that did not trouble him at all. Young and strong as he was, a
five-mile walk was nothing, and he found it no hardship to get up in
the cold, dark morning in order to catch the first train, northward.
He did not arrive in Manchester until late that night, and then found
that the last train for Brunford had left some time before he came.
Like all lads country-reared, he had heard about the dangers of big
towns, of thieves, of midnight murder--and Manchester frightened him.
He could not understand it at all, and in his ignorance and fear he
shrunk from asking questions.
"You'll go to some pub., I suppose?" said a porter who had told him
about the last train to Brunford.
"I don't know," said Paul.
"But you must, man. You can't stay out all night. It's cold, too.
Will you have a cab?"
"I don't know where to go," said Paul. "Can you tell me of a
respectable place?"
But before the porter could answer, someone else claimed his attention,
and Paul was
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