glanced back he could see that his
companion was beginning to reel about like a drunken man, and that his
eyes had a peculiar dull, fixed look.

The next minute the lids drooped, and he walked on as if that which he
had said was quite true--that all was fast asleep but the legs, which
went on automatically, and supported their load.

"With a fal, lal-lal, lal-lalla, lalla, la!" yelled Dummy, not
unmusically; and it had its effect, for Mark sprang at him, and caught
him by the shoulder.

"What was that?" he cried excitedly.

"On'y me singing, Master Mark. Soon be out now."

"That's what you keep on saying," cried the lad, pettishly. "I don't
believe we're going right. You've taken a wrong turning by mistake.
Here, I can't go any farther, Dummy. I must lie down and go to sleep
again. It's horrible to keep on like this. I know I shall fall."

"You do, and I'll stick a pin in you," said the boy roughly.

"What!"

"I'm not going to have you fall asleep again. Come, rouse up, Master
Mark; I'm ashamed of you. For two pins I'd hit you over the head."

"What!" cried Mark, in an access of passion; "why, you ugly big-headed
mole, how dare you speak to me like that?"

"'Cause I like," cried Dummy sharply. "Talking of going to deep, like a
great gal. Yah! Gen'lemen aren't no use. Never do have no legs."

"You insolent dog!" roared Mark, leaping at him, and striking the boy
twice heavily on the back, with the result that the one candle was
jerked out of the stick he carried, to fly forward on to the floor,
flicker for a moment or two, and then, before it could be seized, go
out, and with it Mark's bit of passion.

"Oh!" he cried, as he stood fast in the darkness.

"There, you've done it now," cried Dummy, in mock tones of horror.

"Yes, be quick; get out the flint and steel."

"What for?"

"To get a light."

"For you to begin knocking me about again."

"No, no, Dummy; I won't touch you again. It was your fault: you made me
so cross."

"All right, Master Mark," said the boy, with a good-humoured laugh. "I
only did it o' purpose to wake you up, and it has. I don't mind what
you did. Don't feel sleepy now, do you?"

"No, no, I'm quite awake. The drowsy feeling has gone off. Come, light
the candle."

"Shan't now," replied Dummy. "We're only a little way off now, and I
can manage."

"But are you sure?"

"Oh yes, I'm sure enough, Master Mark. Wait a minute."

"Yes. What are you going to