But the freedom of my
other rooms is only for my own friends. I can't have strangers brought
up stairs: remember that."
"Of course! I shouldn't think of it, my dear fellow. Only you look at
old Rough and Tough, and hear him talk; and I'll answer for the rest."
"Ah, Zack! Zack! I wish you were not so dreadfully careless about whom
you get acquainted with. I have often warned you that you will bring
yourself or your friends into trouble some day, when you least expect
it. Where are you going now?"
"Back to Kirk Street. This is my nearest way; and I promised Mat--"
"Remember what you promised _me,_ and what I am going to promise your
mother--"
"I'll remember everything, Blyth. Good bye and thank you. Only wait
till we meet on Saturday, and you see my new friend; and you will find
it all right."
"I hope I shan't find it all wrong," said Mr. Blyth, forebodingly, as
he followed the road to his own house.
CHAPTER V.
FATE WORKS, WITH MR. BLYTH FOR AN INSTRUMENT.
The great day of the year in Valentine's house was always the day on
which his pictures for the Royal Academy Exhibition were shown in their
completed state to friends and admiring spectators, congregated in his
own painting room.
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