salary.
Invention must not be so degraded, but paid by the piece. Life, Labor,
and Capital are upside down in this place, are they? Then you shall be
the man to set them on their legs."

Henry shook his head. "Never, sir, unless I could give the masters
bowels, and the men brains."

"Well, and why not? To invention all things are possible. You carry a
note-book?"

"Yes, sir."

"Got it in your pocket?"

"No; on my shoulders."

"Haw! haw! haw! Then write this down in it--'THERE'S A KEY TO EVERY
LOCK'"

"It's down, sir."

"Now you must go out trout-fishing with Billy. He will take you on
the hills, where the air is pure, and favorable to invention. You will
divert your mind from all external subjects, especially Billy, who is
a fool, and his trout-killing inhumane, and I a merciless glutton for
eating them; and you will think, and think, and think, and forge the
required key to this lock with three wards--Life, Labor, Capital. And,
when forged, the Philanthropic Society shall pay you a good price for
it. Meantime, don't dream of leaving Hillsborough, or I shall give you a
stirrup-cup that will waft you much further than London; for it shall be
'of prussic acid all composed,' or 'juice of cursed Hebenon in a vial.'
Come, away with you."

"Good-by, doctor. God bless you. You have found 'the key to my heart'
somehow. I come to you a miserable broken-hearted dog, and you put life
and hope into me directly. I declare talking with you it's like drinking
sunshine. I'll try all I know to please you."

He went down the street with his old elastic tread, and muttered to
himself, "There's no lock without a key."

Next day he went out on the hills with Billy, and saw him tickle trout,
and catch them under stones, and do many strange things, and all the
time he thought of Grace Carden, and bemoaned his sad fate. He could not
command his mind, and direct it to philanthropy. His heart would not let
him, and his personal wrongs were too recent. After a short struggle,
these got so thoroughly the better, that he found himself stealing the
doctor's words for his own purposes. "No lock without a key." Then there
must be some way of outwitting these cursed Trades, and so making money
enough to set up as a master, and then court her, and woo her, and marry
her. Heaven seemed to open on him at this prospect, and he fell into
a deep reverie. By-and-by, as he pondered, it seemed to him as if the
shadow of a coming idea was projec