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Then they brought him another horse； just as docile as the mare。 The obedient creature； at a signal； reared suddenly； and seated Mr。 Little on the sawdust behind him。 A similar result was attained several times； by various means。 But Henry showed himself so tough； courageous； and persistent； that he made great progress； and his good…humor won his preceptors。 They invited him to come tomorrow； at an earlier hour； and bring half a quid with him。 He did so； and this time there was an American rider rehearsing； who showed Henry what to do； and what not to do； and gave him a most humorous and instructive lesson。 Indeed； his imitations of bad riding were so truthful and funny； that even the clown was surprised into one laugh； he who rarely smiled； unless in the way of business。
〃Well； sir；〃 said Henry； 〃you have given me a good lesson； now take a hint from me； just you go and do all this before the public； for I never saw you do any thing half as droll。〃
They all three shook their heads with one accord。 Go out of the beaten track； before an audience？ Never。 Such vagaries were only admissible in private。
After this second day the fee was reduced to a gallon of ale。
But； on the third day； the pupil combined theory with practice。 He told his mother he was going to Cairnhope for the night。 He then rode off to Cairnhope Church。 He had two large saddle…bags； containing provisions； and tools of all sorts。 He got safe across the moor just before sunset。 He entered the church； led the horse in with him； and put him into the Squire's pew。 He then struck a light； went into the chancel； and looked at the picture。 It was as he had left it； half on the wall； half drooping over the altar… place。 The walls were dank； and streaked here and there with green。 His footsteps echoed； and the edifice was all dark； except within the rays of his lantern； it also sang and moaned in a way to be accounted for by the action of the wind on a number of small apertures； but； nevertheless； it was a most weird and ghostly sound。 He was glad of the companionship of his very horse。
He took his buckets to the mountain stream； and； in due course； filled his trough； and left one bucket full for other uses。 He then prepared and lighted his forge。 As he plied the bellows； and the coals gleamed brighter and brighter； monumental figures came out and glared at him； mutilated inscriptions wavered on the walls； portions of the dark walls themselves gleamed in the full light； and showed the streaks and stains of age and weather； and the shadow of a gigantic horse's head； and； as the illuminated part seemed on fire by contrast； so the dark part of the church was horribly black and mysterious； and a place out of which a ghost or phantom might be expected； at any moment； to come forth into that brilliant patch of light。
Young Little； who had entered on this business in all the skepticism of the nineteenth century； felt awed； and began to wish he had selected any other building in the world but this。 He seemed to be desecrating a tomb。
However； he mustered up his manly resolution。 He looked up at a small aperture in the roof； and saw a star glittering above： it seemed close； and a type of that omniscient eye 〃from which no secrets are hid。〃
He clasped his hands together； and said； 〃I hope God； who has seen me driven from the haunts of men； will forgive me for taking refuge here； and； if he does； I don't care who else is offended； alive or dead。〃 And； with this； he drew the white…hot strip of steel from the forge on to the anvil； and down came his hammer with a blow that sent the fiery steel flying all round； and rang and echoed through the desolate building； instantly there was a tremendous plunge and clatter； followed by a shaking sound； and； whiz； the church was fanned by black wings going zigzag。
〃Ten thousand devils！〃 yelled Henry； and heaved the hammer high； in his own defense。
But it was only the horse plunging and quivering with fear； and a score of bats the blow of the hammer had frightened out of the rotten pulpit。
He resumed work with a beating heart； and the building rang and echoed and re…echoed with the rapid blows； and no more interruption came。 The nineteenth century conquered。
After four hours of earnest work； he fed his horse； ate a slice of bread and meat； drank water from the bucket； gave his horse some； and went to sleep in a pew beside that useful animal。
Back to Hillsborough； at peep of day； with the blades he had forged。
He now took his mother； in a great measure； into his confidence； under a strict promise to tell nobody； not even Dr。 Amboyne。 Mrs。 Little received the communication in a way that both surprised and encouraged him。 She was as willing to outwit the Unions； as she was willing to resist them openly； and Henry found her an admirable coadjutor。
Had she known where Henry had set up his forge； she would have been very unhappy。 But he merely told her it was in a secluded place； near Cairnhope； where he could never be detected。
The carving business； being merely a blind； was not pushed。 But Henry gave his apprentice； Billy； instruction； and the youth began to show an aptitude which contrasted remarkably with his general incapacity。
Mrs。 Little paid one or two visits to factories； to see what women could do in this sort of work； and； one day； she told Henry she was sure she could sharpen and finish the blades。
〃No； mother；〃 said Henry。 〃You are a lady。 I can't have you made a slave of； and your beautiful white hands spoiled。〃
〃I shall be happier； helping you； dear； and I won't spoil my hands； since you care about them。〃
She insisted on a trial； and soon acquired a remarkable knack： she had a fine light hand： and it is an art easily learned by an attentive and careful woman。 Indeed they can beat the men at it； if they will only make up their minds。
And so the enterprise was launched； and conducted thus： in the day time； Henry showed himself in the town； and talked big about carving； and； in the afternoon； he rode out； and did the real work of his life； over the dead bodies of his ancestors。
His saddle…bags were always full； and； gradually； he collected some comforts about him in the deserted church。
He called； more than once； at 〃Woodbine Villa；〃 but Miss Carden was on a visit。
He was in the full career of fortune again； and sanguine of success； before they met。 One day； having ascertained from Jael what day she would be at home； he called and was admitted。 The room was empty； but Miss Carden soon came into it； accompanied by Jael carrying the bust。
〃Ah； Mr。 Little；〃 said she； before he could possibly utter a word； 〃this is fortunate。 There is a party here on Thursday； and I want to show the bust complete； if you don't mind。〃
Henry said he would finish it for her。 He accordingly set to work； and waited quietly till Jael should leave the room； to have it out with Grace。
She； for her part； seemed to have forgotten his strange manner to her the other day； perhaps she chose to forget it； or overlook it。 But Henry observed that Jael was not allowed to quit the room。 Whatever Miss Carden wanted she fetched herself； and came back softly； and rather sud