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I slipped out and fled. It was wise, for in this way I escaped the first heat of their passion, or I should have gotten not merely insults but kicks and cuffs added. I hid deep down and far away, in an unvisited part of the castle among a maze of dark passages and corridors. Of courseⒶalteration in the MS I had no thought of keeping my promise to visit 44; but in the circumstances he would not expect it—I knew that. I had to lose my supper, and that was hard lines for a growing lad. And I was like to freeze, too, in that damp and frosty place. Of sleep little was to be had, because of the cold and the rats and the ghosts. Not that I saw any ghosts, but I was expecting them all the time, and quite naturally, too, for that historic old ruin was lousy with them, so to speak, for it had had a tough career through all the centuries of its youth and manhood—a career filled with romance and sodden with crime—Ⓐalteration in the MSand it is my experience that between the misery of watchingⒶalteration in the MS and listening for ghosts and the fright of seeing them there is not much choice. In truth I was not sorry sleep was chary, for I did not wish to sleep. I was in trouble, and more was preparing for me, and I wanted to pray for help, for therein lay my best hope and my surest. I had moments of sleep now and then, being a young creature and full of warm blood, but in the long intervals I prayed persistently and fervently and sincerely. But I knew I needed more powerful prayers than my own—prayers of the pureⒶalteration in the MS and the holy—prayers of the consecrated—prayers certain to be heard, whereas mine might not be. I wanted the prayers of the Sisters of Perpetual Adoration. They could be had for 50 silver groschen. In time of threatened and imminentⒶalteration in the MS trouble, trouble which promised to be continuous, one valued their championship far above that of any priest, for his prayers would ascend at regu- [begin page 261] larly appointed times only, with nothing to protect you in the exposed intervals between, but theirs were perpetual—hence their name—there were no intervals, night or day: when two of the Sisters rose from before the altar two others knelt at once in their place and the supplications went on unbroken. Their convent was on the other side of the river, beyond the village, but Katrina would get the money to them for me. They would take special pains for any of us in the castle, too, for our Prince had been doing them a valuable favor lately, to appease God on account of a murder he had done on an elder brother of his, a great Prince in Bohemia and head of the house. He had repaired andⒶalteration in the MS renovated and sumptuously fitted up the ancient chapel of our castle, to be used by them while their convent, which had been struck by lightning again and much damaged,Ⓐemendation was undergoing reparations. They would be coming over for Sunday, and the usual service would be greatly augmented, in fact doubled: the Sacred Host would be exposed in the monstrance, and four Sisters instead of twoⒶalteration in the MS would hold the hours of adoration; yet if you sent your 50 groschen in time you would be entitled to the advantage of this, which is getting in on the ground floor, as the saying is.Ⓐalteration in the MS
Our Prince not only did for them what I have mentioned, but was paying for one-third ofⒶalteration in the MS those repairs on their convent besides. Hence we were in great favor. That dear and honestⒶalteration in the MS old Father Peter would conduct the service for them. Father Adolf was not willingⒶemendation, for there was no money in it for the priest, the money all going to the support of a little house of homeless orphans whom the goodⒶalteration in the MS Sisters took care of.
At last the ratsⒶalteration in the MS stopped scampering over me, and I knew the long night was about at an end; so I groped my way out of my refuge. When I reached Katrina's kitchen she was at work by candle-light, and when she heard my tale she was full of pity for me and maledictions for Ernest, and promised him a piece of her mind, with foot-notes and illustrations; and she bustled around and hurried upⒶalteration in the MS a hot breakfast for me, and sat down and talked and gossiped, and enjoyed my voracity, as a good cook naturally would, and indeed I was fairly famished. And it was good to hear her rageⒶalteration in the MS [begin page 262] at those rascals for persecuting her boy, and scoff at them for that they couldn't produce one individual manly enough to stand up for him and the master. And she burst out and said she wished to God DoangivadamⒶalteration in the MS was here, and I just jumped up and flung my arms around her old neckⒶalteration in the MS and hugged her for the thought! Then she went gentlyⒶalteration in the MS down on her knees before the little shrine ofⒶalteration in the MS the Blessed Virgin, I doing the same of course, and she prayed for helpⒶalteration in the MS for us all out of her fervent and faithful heart, and rose up refreshed and strengthened and gave our enemies as red-hot andⒶalteration in the MS competent a damning as ever came by natural gift from uncultured lips in my experience.
The dawn was breaking, now, and I told her my project concerning the Sisters of the Perpetual Adoration, and she praised me and blest me for my piety and right-heartedness, and said she would send the money for me and have it arranged. I had to ask would sheⒶalteration in the MS lend me two groschen, for my savings lacked that much of being fifty, and she said promptly—
“Will I? and you in this trouble for being good to my boy?Ⓐalteration in the MS That I will; and I'd do it if it was five you wanted!”
And the tears came in her eyes and she gave me a hug; then I hastedⒶalteration in the MS to my room and shut the door and locked it, and fished my hoard out of its hiding-placeⒶalteration in the MS and counted the coins, and there were fifty. I couldn't understand it. I counted them again—twice; but there was no error, there were two there that didn't belong. So I didn't have to go into debt, after all. I gave the money to Katrina and told her the marvel, and she counted it herself and was astonished, and couldn't understand it any more than I could. Then came sudden comprehension!Ⓐalteration in the MS and she sank downⒶalteration in the MS on her knees before the shrine and poured out her thanks to the Blessed Virgin for this swift andⒶalteration in the MS miraculous answer.
She rose up the proudest woman in all that region; and she was justifiedⒶalteration in the MS in feeling so. SheⒶalteration in the MS said—and tried to say it humbly—
“To think She would do it for me, a poor lowly servant, dust of the earth: There's crowned monarchs SheⒶemendation wouldn't do it for!” and her eyes blazed up in spite of her.
[begin page 263]It was all over the castle in an hour, and wheresoever she went, there they made reverence and gave her honor as she passed by.
It was a bad day that had dawned for 44 and me, this wretched Tuesday. The men were sour and ugly. They snarled at me whenever they could find so much as half an occasion, they sneered at me and made jokes about me; and when Katzenyammer wittily called me by an unprintable nameⒶalteration in the MS they shouted with laughter, and sawed their boxes with their composing-rules, which is a comp's way of expressing sarcastic applause. The laughter was praise of the foreman's wit, the sarcasm was for me. You must choose your man when you saw your box; not every man will put up with it. It is the most capable and eloquent expression of derision that human beings have ever invented. It is an urgent and strenuous and hideous sound, and when an expert makes it it shrieks out like the braying of a jackass. I have seen a comp draw his sword for that. As for that name the foreman gave me, it stung me and embittered me more than any of the other hurts and humiliations that were put upon me; and I was girl-boy enough to cry about it, which delighted the men beyond belief, and they rubbed their hands and shrieked with delight. Yet there was no point in that name when applied to a person of my shape,Ⓐalteration in the MS therefore it was entirely witless. It was the slangⒶalteration in the MS name (imported from England),Ⓐalteration in the MS used by printers to describe a certain kind of type. All types taper slightly, and are narrower at the letter than at the base of the shank; but in some fonts this spread is so pronounced that you can almost detect it with the eye, loose and exaggerative talkers asserting that it was exactly the taper of a leather bottle. Hence that odious name: and now they had fastened it upon me. If I knew anything about printers, it would stick. Within the hour they had added it to my slug! Think of that. Added it to my number, by initials, and there you could read it in the list above the take-file: “Slug 4, B.-A.” It may seem a small thing; but I can tell you that not all seemingly small things are small to a boy. That one shamed me as few things have done since.Ⓐalteration in the MS
The menⒶalteration in the MS were persistently hard on poor unmurmuring 44. [begin page 264] Every time he had to turn his back and cross the room they rained quoins and 3-m quads after him, which struck his head and bounded off in a kind of fountain-shower. Whenever he was bending down at any kind of work that required that attitude, the nearest man would hit him a blistering whack on his southern elevation with the flat of a galley, and then apologise and say,
“Oh, was it you? I'm sorry; I thought it was the master.”
Then they would all shriek again.
And so on and so on. They insulted and afflicted him in every way they could think of—and did it far more for the master's sake than for his own. It was their purpose to provoke a retort out of 44Ⓐemendation, then they would thrash him. But they failed, and considered the day lost.
Wednesday they came loaded with new inventions, and expected to have better luck. They crept behind him and slipped cakes of ice down his back; they started a fire under the sink, and when he discovered it and ran to put it out they swarmed there in artificial excitement with buckets of water and emptied them on him instead of on the fire, and abused him for getting in the way and defeating their efforts; while he was inking for Katzenyammer, this creature continually tried to catch him on the head with the frisket before he could get out of the way, and at last fetched it down so prematurely that it failed to get home, but struck the bearers and got itself bent like a bow—and he got a cursing for it, as if it had been his fault.
They led him a dog's life all the forenoon—but they failed again. In the afternoon they gave him a Latin Bible-take that took him till evening to set up; and after he had proved it and was carrying away the galley, Moses tripped him and he fell sprawling, galley and all. The foreman raged and fumed over his clumsinessⒶalteration in the MS, putting all the blame on him and none on Moses, and finished with a peculiarly mean piece of cruelty: ordering him to come back after supper and set up the take again, by candle-light, if it took him all night.
This was a little too much for Fischer's stomach, and he began to remonstrate; but Katzenyammer told him to mind his own business; [begin page 265] and the others moved up with threatenings in their eyes, and so Fischer had to stand down and close his mouth. He had occasion to be sorry he had tried to do the boy a kindness, for it gave the foreman an excuseⒶalteration in the MS to double-up the punishment. He turned on Fischer and said,
“You think you've got some influence here, don't you? I'll give you a little lesson that'll teach you that the best way for you to get this Jail-Bird into trouble is to come meddling around here trying to get him out of it.”
Then he told 44 he must set up the pi'd matterⒶalteration in the MS and distribute it before he began on the take!
An all-night job!—and that poor friendless creature hadn't done a thing to deserve it. Did the master know of these outrages? Yes, and was privately boiling over them; but he had to swallow his wrath, and not let on. The men had him in their power, and knew it. He was under heavy bonds to finish a formidable piece of work for the University of Prague—it was almost done,Ⓐalteration in the MS a few days more would finish it, to fall short of completion would meanⒶalteration in the MS ruin. He must see nothing, hear nothing, of these wickednesses: if his men should strike—and they only wanted an excuse and were playing for it—where would he get others? Venice? Frankfort? Paris? London? Why, these places were weeks away!
The men went to bed exultant that Wednesday night, and I sore-hearted.
But lord, how premature we were: the boy's little job was all right in the morning! Ah, he was the most astonishing creature!
Then the disasterⒶalteration in the MS fell: the men gave it up and struck! The poor master, when he heard the news, staggered to his bed, worn out with worry and wounded pride and despair, to toss thereⒶalteration in the MS in fever and delirium and gabble distressful incoherencies to his grievingⒶalteration in the MS nurses, Marget and Katrina. The men struck in the forenoon of ThursdayⒶalteration in the MS, and sent the master word. Then they discussed and discussed—trying to frame their grounds. Finally the document was ready, and they sent it to the master. He was in no condition to read it, and Marget laid it away. It was very simple and direct. It [begin page 266] said that the Jail-Bird was a trial to them, and an unendurable aggravation; and that they would not go back to work again until he was sent away.
They knew the masterⒶalteration in the MS couldn't send the lad away. It would break his sword and degrade him from his guild, for he could prove no offence against the apprentice. If he did not send 44 away work wouldⒶalteration in the MS stand still, he would fail to complete his costly printing-contract and be ruined.Ⓐalteration in the MS
So the men were happy; the master was their meat, as they expressed it, no matter which move he made, and he had but the two.Ⓐalteration in the MS