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what a far greater mass did he not see that he must get hold of ere
he could reconstruct his plans intelligently。

〃The year three;〃 indeed; and XIX。  xii。 29; in Roman and Arabic
characters!  There were no such characters when he was in Erewhon
before。  It flashed upon him that he had repeatedly shewn them to
the Nosnibors; and had once even written them down。  It could not
be that 。 。 。 No; it was impossible; and yet there was the European
dress; aimed at by the one Professor; and attained by the other。
Again 〃XIX。〃 what was that? 〃xii。〃 might do for December; but it
was now the 4th of December not the 29th。  〃Afforested〃 too?  Then
that was why he had seen no sheep tracks。  And how about the quails
he had so innocently killed?  What would have happened if he had
tried to sell them in Coldharbour?  What other like fatal error
might he not ignorantly commit?  And why had Coldharbour become
Sunchildston?

These thoughts raced through my poor father's brain as he slowly
perused the paper handed to him by the Professors。  To give himself
time he feigned to be a poor scholar; but when he had delayed as
long as he dared; he returned it to the one who had given it him。
Without changing a muscle he said …

〃Your permit; sir; is quite regular。  You can either stay here the
night or go on to Sunchildston as you think fit。  May I ask which
of you two gentlemen is Professor Hanky; and which Professor
Panky?〃

〃My name is Panky;〃 said the one who had the watch; who wore his
clothes reversed; and who had thought my father might be a poacher。

〃And mine Hanky;〃 said the other。

〃What do you think; Panky;〃 he added; turning to his brother
Professor; 〃had we not better stay here till sunrise?  We are both
of us tired; and this fellow can make us a good fire。  It is very
dark; and there will be no moon this two hours。  We are hungry; but
we can hold out till we get to Sunchildston; it cannot be more than
eight or nine miles further down。〃

Panky assented; but then; turning sharply to my father; he said;
〃My man; what are you doing in the forbidden dress?  Why are you
not in ranger's uniform; and what is the meaning of all those
quails?〃  For his seedling idea that my father was in reality a
poacher was doing its best to grow。

Quick as thought my father answered; 〃The Head Ranger sent me a
message this morning to deliver him three dozen quails at
Sunchildston by to…morrow afternoon。  As for the dress; we can run
the quails down quicker in it; and he says nothing to us so long as
we only wear out old clothes and put on our uniforms before we near
the town。  My uniform is in the ranger's shelter an hour and a half
higher up the valley。〃

〃See what comes;〃 said Panky; 〃of having a whippersnapper not yet
twenty years old in the responsible post of Head Ranger。  As for
this fellow; he may be speaking the truth; but I distrust him。〃

〃The man is all right; Panky;〃 said Hanky; 〃and seems to be a
decent fellow enough。〃  Then to my father; 〃How many brace have you
got?〃  And he looked at them a little wistfully。

〃I have been at it all day; sir; and I have only got eight brace。
I must run down ten more brace to…morrow。〃

〃I see; I see。〃  Then; turning to Panky; he said; 〃Of course; they
are wanted for the Mayor's banquet on Sunday。  By the way; we have
not yet received our invitation; I suppose we shall find it when we
get back to Sunchildston。〃

〃Sunday; Sunday; Sunday!〃 groaned my father inwardly; but he
changed not a muscle of his face; and said stolidly to Professor
Hanky; 〃I think you must be right; sir; but there was nothing said
about it to me; I was only told to bring the birds。〃

Thus tenderly did he water the Professor's second seedling。  But
Panky had his seedling too; and; Cain…like; was jealous that
Hanky's should flourish while his own was withering。

〃And what; pray; my man;〃 he said somewhat peremptorily to my
father; 〃are those two plucked quails doing?  Were you to deliver
them plucked?  And what bird did those bones belong to which I see
lying by the fire with the flesh all eaten off them?  Are the
under…rangers allowed not only to wear the forbidden dress but to
eat the King's quails as well?〃

The form in which the question was asked gave my father his cue。
He laughed heartily; and said; 〃Why; sir; those plucked birds are
landrails; not quails; and those bones are landrail bones。  Look at
this thigh…bone; was there ever a quail with such a bone as that?〃

I cannot say whether or no Professor Panky was really deceived by
the sweet effrontery with which my father proffered him the bone。
If he was taken in; his answer was dictated simply by a donnish
unwillingness to allow any one to be better informed on any subject
than he was himself。

My father; when I suggested this to him; would not hear of it。  〃Oh
no;〃 he said; 〃the man knew well enough that I was lying。〃  However
this may be; the Professor's manner changed。

〃You are right;〃 he said; 〃I thought they were landrail bones; but
was not sure till I had one in my hand。  I see; too; that the
plucked birds are landrails; but there is little light; and I have
not often seen them without their feathers。〃

〃I think;〃 said my father to me; 〃that Hanky knew what his friend
meant; for he said; 'Panky; I am very hungry。'〃

〃Oh; Hanky; Hanky;〃 said the other; modulating his harsh voice till
it was quite pleasant。  〃Don't corrupt the poor man。〃

〃Panky; drop that; we are not at Bridgeford now; I am very hungry;
and I believe half those birds are not quails but landrails。〃

My father saw he was safe。  He said; 〃Perhaps some of them might
prove to be so; sir; under certain circumstances。  I am a poor man;
sir。〃

〃Come; come;〃 said Hanky; and he slipped a sum equal to about half…
a…crown into my father's hand。

〃I do not know what you mean; sir;〃 said my father; 〃and if I did;
half…a…crown would not be nearly enough。〃

〃Hanky;〃 said Panky; 〃you must get this fellow to give you
lessons。〃



CHAPTER IV:  MY FATHER OVERHEARS MORE OF HANKY AND PANKY'S
CONVERSATION



My father; schooled under adversity; knew that it was never well to
press advantage too far。  He took the equivalent of five shillings
for three brace; which was somewhat less than the birds would have
been worth when things were as he had known them。  Moreover; he
consented to take a shilling's worth of Musical Bank money; which
(as he has explained in his book) has no appreciable value outside
these banks。  He did this because he knew that it would be
respectable to be seen carrying a little Musical Bank money; and
also because he wished to give some of it to the British Museum;
where he knew that this curious coinage was unrepresented。  But the
coins struck him as being much thinner and smaller than he had
remembered them。

It was Panky; not Hanky; who had given him the Musical Bank money。
Panky was the greater humbug of the two; for he would humbug even
himselfa thing; by the way; not very hard to do; and yet he was
the less successful humbug; for he could humbug no one who was
worth humbuggingnot for long。  Hanky's occasional frankness put
people off their guard。  He was the mere common; superficial;
perfunctory Professor; who; being a Professor; would of course
profess; but would not lie more than was in the bond; he was log…
rolled and log…rolling; but still; in a robust wolfish fashion;
human。

Panky; on the other hand; was hardly human; he had thrown himself
so earnestly into his work; that he had become a living lie。  If he
had had to play the part of Othello he would have blacked himself
all over; and very likely smothered his Desdemona in good earnest。
Hanky would hardly have blacked himself behind the ears; and his
Desdemona would have been quite safe。

Philosophers are like quails in the respect that they can take two
or three flights of imagination; but rarely more without an
interval of repose。  The Professors had imagined my father to be a
poacher and a ranger; they had imagined the quails to be wanted for
Sunday's banquet; they had imagined that they imagined (at least
Panky had) that they were about to eat landrails; they were now
exhausted; and cowered down into the grass of their ordinary
conversation; paying no more attention to my father than if he had
been a log。  He; poor man; drank in every word they said; while
seemingly intent on nothing but his quails; each one of which he
cut up with a knife borrowed from Hanky。  Two had been plucked
already; so he laid these at once upon the clear embers。

〃I do not know what we are to do with ourselves;〃 said Hanky; 〃till
Sunday。  To…day is Thursdayit is the twenty…ninth; is it not?
Yes; of course it isSunday is the first。  Besides; it is on our
permit。  To…morrow we can rest; what; I wonder; can we do on
Saturday?  But the others will be here then; and we can tell them
about the statues。〃

〃Yes; but mind you do not blurt out anything about the landrails。〃

〃I think we may tell Dr。 Downie。〃

〃Tell nobody;〃 said Panky。

They then talked about the statues; concerning which it was plain
that nothing was known。  But my father soon broke in upon their
conversation with the first instalment of quails; which a few
minutes had sufficed to cook。

〃What a delicious bird a quail is;〃 said Hanky。

〃Landrail; Hanky; landrail;〃 said the other reproachfully。

Having finished the first birds in a very few minutes they returned
to the statues。

〃Old Mrs。 Nosnibor;〃 said Panky; 〃says the Sunchild told her they
were symbolic of ten tribes who had incurred the displeasure of the
sun; his father。〃

I make no comment on my father's feelings。

〃Of the sun! his fiddlesticks' ends;〃 retorted Hanky。  〃He never
called the sun his father。  Besides; from all I have heard about
him; I take it he was a precious idiot。〃

〃O Hanky; Hanky! you will wreck the whole thing if you ever allow
yourself to talk in that way。〃

〃You are more likely to wreck it yourself; Panky; by never doing
so。  People like being deceived; but they like also to have an
inkling of their own deception; and you never inkle them。〃

〃The Queen;〃 said Panky; returning to the statues; 〃sticks to it
that 。 。 。 〃

〃Here comes another

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