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第20章 BOOK THE SECOND:THE GOLDEN THREAD(3)

Exceedingly red-eyed and grim,as if he had been up all night at a party which had taken anything but a convivial turn,Jerry Cruncher worried his breakfast rather than ate it,growling over it like any four-footed inmate of a menagerie. Towards nine o'clock he smoothed his ruffled aspect,and,presenting as respectable and business-like an exterior as he could overlay his natural self with,issued forth to the occupation of the day.

It could scarcely be called a trade,in spite of his favourite deion of himself as'a honest tradesman.'His stock consisted of a wooden stool,made out of a broken-backed chair cut down,which stool,young Jerry,walking at his father's side,carried every morning to beneath the banking-house window that was nearest Temple Bar:where,with the addition of the first handful of straw that could be gleaned from any passing vehicle tokeep the cold and wet from the odd-job-man's feet,it formed the encampment for the day. On this post of his,Mr.Cruncher was as well known to Fleet Street and the Temple,as the Bar itself,—and was almost as ill-looking.

Encamped at a quarter before nine,in good time to touch his three-cornered hat to the oldest of the men as they passed in to Tellson's,Jerry took up his station on this windy March morning,with young Jerry standing by him,when not engaged in making forays through the Bar,to inflict bodily and mental injuries of an acute deion on passing boys who were small enough for his amiable purpose. Father and son,extremely like each other,looking silently on at the morning traffic in Fleet Street,with their two heads as near to one another as the two eyes of each were,bore a considerable resemblance to a pair of monkeys.The resemblance was not lessened by the accidental circumstance,that the mature Jerry bit and spat out straw,while the twinkling eyes of the youthful Jerry were as restlessly watchful of him as of everything else in Fleet Street.The head of one of the regular indoor messengers attached to Tellson's establishment was put through the door,and the word was given:

'Porter wanted!'

'Hooray,father!Here's an early job to begin with!'

Having thus given his parent God speed,young Jerry seated himself on the stool,entered on his reversionary interest in the straw his father had been chewing,and cogitated.

'Always rusty!His fingers is always rusty!'muttered young Jerry.'Where does my father get all that iron rust from?He don't get no iron rust here!'

VIII.A SIGHT

'Y ou know the Old Bailey well,no doubt?'said one of the oldest of clerks to Jerry the messenger.

'Ye-es,sir,'returned Jerry,in something of a dogged manner.'I do know the Bailey.'

'Just so. And you know Mr.Lorry.'

'I know Mr. Lorry,sir,much better than I know the Bailey.Much better,'said Jerry,not unlike a reluctant witness at the establishment in question,'than I,as a honest tradesman,wish to know the Bailey.'

'Very well. Find the door where the witnesses go in,and show the door-keeper this note for Mr.Lorry.He will then let you in.'

'Into the court,sir?'

'Into the court.'

Mr. Cruncher's eyes seemed to get a little closer to one another,and to interchange the inquiry,'What do you think of this?'

'Am I to wait in the court,sir?'he asked,as the result of that conference.

'I am going to tell you. The door-keeper will pass the note to Mr.Lorry,and do you make any gesture that will attract Mr.Lorry's attention,and show him where you stand.Then what you have to do is,to remain there until he wants you.'

'Is that all,sir?'

'That is all. He wishes to have a messenger at hand.This is to tell him you are there.'

As the ancient clerk deliberately folded and superscribed the note,Mr. Cruncher,after surveying him in silence until he came to the blotting-paper stage,remarked:

'I suppose they'll be trying Forgeries this morning?'

'Treason!'

'That's quartering,'said Jerry.'Barbarous!'

'It is the law,'remarked the ancient clerk,turning his surprised spectacles upon him.'It is the law.'

'It's hard in the law to spile a man,I think. It's hard enough to kill him,but it's werry hard to spile him,sir.'

'Not at all,'returned the ancient clerk.'Speak well of the law. Take care of your chest and voice,my good friend,and leave the law to take care of itself.I give you that advice.'

'It's the damp,sir,what settles on my chest and voice,'said Jerry.'I leave you to judge what a damp way of earning a living mine is.'

'Well,well,'said the old clerk;'we all have our various ways of gaining a livelihood. Some of us have damp ways,and some of us have dry ways.Here is the letter.Go along.'

Jerry took the letter,and,remarking to himself with less internal deference than he made an outward show of,'You are a lean old one,too,'made his bow,informed his son,in passing,of his destination,and went his way.

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