ed Mr Carnaby.
"What do you shake your head for?"

"Because you have not my secret about four times seven."

"Did not I hear your father? Eh?"

"What did you hear my father say? Nobody here knows what he meant? And
nobody need know, unless I choose to tell--which I don't.--Please don't
teaze Phil about it, sir: for he knows no more about it than you do."

Mr Carnaby said something about the impertinence of little boys, as if
they could have secrets, and then declared it high time that the
youngsters should go to bed. Hugh delivered Cook's Voyages into his
hands, and then bade Phil good-night. He was just going to put his face
up to be kissed, but recollected in time that he was to leave off
kissing when he went to school. He held out his hand, but Phil seemed
not to see it, and only told him to be sure to lie enough on one side,
so as to leave him room; and that he was to take the side of the bed
next the window. Hugh nodded and went off, with Holt and two more, who
slept in the same room.

The two who were not new boys were in bed in a minute; and when they saw
Hugh wash his face and hands, they sat up in bed to stare. One of them
told him that he had better not do that, as the maid would be coming for
the light, and would leave him in the dark, and report of him if he was
not in bed. So Hugh made a great splutter, and did not half dry his
face, and left the water in the basin;--a thing which they told him was
not allowed. He saw that the others had not kneeled down to say their
prayers,--a practice which he had never omitted since he could say a
prayer, except when he had the measles. He knew the boys were watching
him; but he thought of his mother, and how she had taught him to pray at
her knee. He hid himself as well as he could with the scanty
bed-curtains, and kneeled. He could not attend to the words he said,
while feeling that eyes were upon him; and before he had done, the maid
came in for the candle. She waited; but when he got into bed, she told
him that he must be quicker to-morrow night, as she had no time to spare
waiting for the candle.

Hugh was more tired than he had ever been in his life. This had been
the longest day he had ever known. It seemed more like a week than a
day. Yet he could not go to sleep. He had forgotten to ask Phil to be
sure and wake him in time in the morning: and now he must keep awake
till Phil came, to say this. Then, he could not but ask himself whether