that black one, for the sake of its high resolves, its pure impulses, its noble and undaunted aspirations. 

 He had one more rencontre before he got away: in the garden he espied their old gardener. It was impossible not to go up and speak to him; and Harry left the old man crying like a child; but he himself had no tears. 

 "I am glad they left you your job: you will care for things," he had said, as he was going. 

 "Ay, ay, for the master's sake: he was the best master a man ever had, say what they will." 

 "But you don't believe what they say?" 

 The gardener looked blank. 

 "Do you dare to tell me," cried Harry, "that you believe what they believe?" 

 It was at this the man broke down; but Harry strode away with bitter resentment in his heart, and so back to the town, with a defiant face for every passer; but this time there were none he knew. At the spot where his old companion had cut him, that affront was recalled for the first time; its meaning was plain enough now; and plain the strange conduct of the railway-porter, who kept out of his way when Harry reappeared at the station. 

 Lowndes was there waiting for him, and had not only taken the tickets, but also telegraphed to Mrs. Ringrose; and this moved poor Harry to a shame-faced confession of his improvidence on the way down, and its awful results, in the midst of which the other burst out laughing in his face. Harry was a boy after his own heart; it was a treat to meet anybody who declined to count the odds in the day of battle; but, in any case, Mr. Lowndes claimed the rest of the day as "his funeral." As Harry listened, and thanked his new friend, he had a keen and hostile eye for any old ones; but the train left without his seeing another. 

 "The works look the same as ever," groaned Harry, as he gazed out on them once more. "I thought they seemed to be doing so splendidly, with all four furnaces in blast." 

 "They are doing better than for some years past: iron's looking up: the creditors may get their money back yet." 

 "Thank God for that!" 

 Lowndes opened his eyes, and the sharp nose twitched amusement. 

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