I said:

"What could you take so important as all that, without being spotted?"

And he said:

"Swear not to tell anybody living."

And I swore.

Then he said:

"His glasses!"

It was a great thought, worthy of Tudor, and, of course, without his

glasses the Doctor would be hopelessly done. He cannot read a line

without them, and when he takes a Greek class, strange to say, he wears

two pairs--his ordinary double-glasses, against the naked eye, and a

pair of common spectacles, of very large size, on his nose outside. In

this elaborate way he reads Greek.

Well, I praised Tudor, but reminded him it was stealing.

And he said:

"I know: that's where the justice comes in. He stole my glazier's

diamond. Now I'm going to steal his glasses."

"Shall you ever give them back?" I asked.

And he said:

"I may, or I may not. The first thing is to get them."

"He takes them off to stretch his eyes sometimes," I reminded Tudor.

"Yes, and for tea," said Tudor. "If he goes in to Mrs. Dunston's room

for a hasty cup of tea, he generally leaves the glasses in the study on

his desk till he comes back to work."

Well, Tudor got them. In a week from the day he decided to take them,

he had an opportunity. Every day that week he had contrived to be around

when tea-time came on, and once Dr. Dunston found him hanging about the

passage, and told him to be gone. But he was crowned with success, and

that same night in the playground, by the light of my electric torch,

Tudor showed me the solemn sight of the double-eyeglasses of the Doctor

actually in his hand!

Well, he was fearfully excited about it, and concealed the glasses for a

few hours in his playbox. Then, fearing there might be a hue and cry,

and everything stirred to its foundations, he took the glasses out just

before supper, and concealed them in a crevice on the top of the

playground wall, only known to me and him.

That night he did not sleep for hours, and more did I. I pictured the

Doctor's terrible anger at having to stop reading the news of the War,

and Tudor told me next morning that he had put the Doctor out of action

for all school purposes, as well as private reading, and we might hope

for at least three days without him, as it would take fully that time to

manufacture such glasses as he wore.

But a bitter disappointment was in store for Tudor, and when the usual

moment came for prayers in the chapel before breakfast, lo and behold,

Dr. Dunston sailed in with a pair of glasses perched on his nose in the

customary place! We could hardly believe our eyes; then we quickly

perceived that Dunston evidently kept a reserve pair of glasses for fear

of accidents. And the accident had happened, and he had fallen back

upon the reserve pair, no doubt in triumph.

Well, Tudor said it was gall and wormwood to be done like that, and even

thought of stealing the second pair of glasses; but then a strange and

sudden thing overtook Tudor, and the very next Sunday a man came to

preach at the chapel service for a good cause; and the good cause was a

Medical Drug Fund for natives in the wilds of Africa. These natives

become Christians under steady pressure, and after that always seem to

be in need of drugs, especially quinine; and Tudor, who, owing to his

lungs and one thing and another, had a good experience of drugs, was

deeply interested, and gave sixpence to the Medical Drug Fund, and

showed a strong inclination to become a collector for the Medical Drug

Missionary. I had often read of sermons altering a person's ideas, and

making him or her inclined to be different from that moment onwards, but

I never saw it actually happen in real life before. Yet, in the case of

Tudor, that Medical Drug sermon, and the stirring anecdotes of the

savage tribes, tamed into well-behaved invalids by the Missionary, had a

wonderful effect upon him, and it took the strange form of making him

rather down-hearted about Dr. Dunston's glasses. Nothing had been said

when they disappeared, and no fuss was made at all; and I advised him

just to take them back quietly, when a chance presented itself, and slip

them under some papers on the Doctor's desk, and leave the rest to time.

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