rning round and hitting you in the eye."
"Do you expect to be hit in the eye to-morrow?" asked the Doctor, very
excited, which was shown by the rattle of the bottle against the lip
of his cup.
"I'm only sure of one thing for to-morrow," said I, "and that is the
certainty that if there's blunder to be made one or other of my
following will make it. Still, I'm not complaining, for it's good to
be certain of something."
"What's to be your mode of procedure?" said the Doctor, giving me a
touch of his fine language.
"We wait in the lane till the church bells have stopped ringing, then
Paddy and Jem go up to the little door in the wall, and Paddy knocks
nice and quietly, in the expectation that the door will be opened as
quietly by Strammers, and thereupon Jem and Paddy will be let in."
"But won't ye go in with them?" inquired the little Doctor very
hurriedly.
"Doctor Chord," said I, lifting up my cup, "I have the honour to drink
wine with you, and to inform you that it's myself that's outlining the
plan."
"I beg your pardon for interrupting," said the Doctor; then he nodded
to me as he drank.
"My two villains will go in alone with Strammers, and when the door is
bolted, and they have passed the time of day with each other, Paddy
will look around the garden and exclaim how it excels all the gardens
that ever was, including that of Eden; and then Jem will say what a
pity it was they couldn't have their young friend outside to see the
beauty of it. It is my expectation that Strammers will rise to this,
and request the pleasure of their young friend's company; but if he
hesitates Paddy will say that the young friend outside is a
free-handed Irishman who would no more mind a shilling going from his
pocket into that of another man than he would the crooking of an elbow
when a good drink is to be had. But be that as it may, they're to work
me in through the little door by the united diplomacy of England and
Ireland, and, once inside of the walls, it is my hope that I can slip
away from them and see something of the inside of the house as well."
"And you have the hope that you'll find Lady Mary in the
withdrawing-room," said the Doctor.
"I'll find her," says I, "if she's in the house; for I'm going from
room to room on a tour of inspection to see whether I'll buy the
mansion or not."
"It's a very good plan," said the Doctor, drawing the back of his hand
across his lips. "It's a very good plan," he repeated,
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