My Friend
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共 147 题- Produced by Nick Hodson of London, England
- BY TALBOT BAINES REED
- CHAPTER ONE.
- HOW I CAME TO BE SENT TO STONEBRIDGE HOUSE.
- I was silent. My uncle proceeded.
- CHAPTER TWO.
- HOW I MADE MY FIRST ACQUAINTANCE WITH STONEBRIDGE HOUSE.
- CHAPTER THREE.
- HOW A MYSTERIOUS NEW BOY CAME TO STONEBRIDGE HOUSE.
- I found Flanagan scrubbing at our basin.
- I must be honest!
- CHAPTER FOUR.
- HOW SMITH AND I TOOK A BREATH OF FRESH AIR AND PAID FOR IT.
- I was thankful that he broke the ice.
- I tried hard to change the subject.
- CHAPTER FIVE.
- HOW A
- CHAPTER OF MISFORTUNES BEFEL MY FRIEND SMITH AND ME.
- I rose from my knees and walked sheepishly back to my bed.
- I sprang to the window, jubilant, and opened it.
- CHAPTER SIX.
- HOW THINGS CAME TO A CRISIS AT STONEBRIDGE HOUSE.
- CHAPTER SEVEN.
- HOW THERE AROSE A NOTABLE REBELLION AT STONEBRIDGE HOUSE.
- I had two minutes' whisper with Smith as we went down to breakfast.
- CHAPTER EIGHT.
- HOW THE REBELLION COLLAPSED, AND WE LEFT STONEBRIDGE HOUSE.
- I felt called upon to stick up for my chum.
- CHAPTER NINE.
- HOW I REPLIED TO AN ADVERTISEMENT AND WAITED FOR THE ANSWER.
- CHAPTER TEN.
- HOW I RAN AGAINST MY FRIEND SMITH IN AN UNEXPECTED QUARTER.
- I finished at last, and before Jack had come out of the inner-room too.
- I handed my papers to Doubleday, who looked at them critically.
- CHAPTER ELEVEN.
- HOW MY FRIEND SMITH AND I ENTERED ON NEW DUTIES IN NEW COMPANY.
- I opened Smith's letter first. It was very short.
- I found myself at last in a big room containing several beds.
- I looked at her inquiringly.
- CHAPTER TWELVE.
- HOW MY FRIEND SMITH AND I KNOCKED ABOUT A BIT IN OUR NEW QUARTERS.
- Mrs Nash eyed Jack suspiciously, and then said abruptly, "No room."
- CHAPTER THIRTEEN.
- HOW MY FRIEND SMITH AND I CAUGHT A YOUNG TARTAR.
- Jack smiled. "They can't alter the programme just to suit you."
- Jack began to dress thoughtfully, and then said, "I'm sorry he's gone."
- CHAPTER FOURTEEN.
- HOW SMITH WENT HOME AND I TOOK PART IN AN EVENING PARTY.
- It was a very short letter, and ran thus:--
- CHAPTER FIFTEEN.
- HOW I GOT RATHER THE WORST OF IT IN A CERTAIN ENCOUNTER.
- I confided my misgivings to Doubleday, who laughed at them.
- I heard not a word of his chatter, for the letter was from Packworth.
- CHAPTER SIXTEEN.
- HOW I EXPERIENCED SOME OF THE DOWNS AND UPS OF FORTUNE.
- CHAPTER SEVENTEEN.
- HOW I GAVE A LITTLE SUPPER TO SOME OF MY FRIENDS.
- I started up in rapture at the question.
- I didn't like this. It wasn't what I had expected.
- CHAPTER EIGHTEEN.
- HOW MY FRIEND SMITH CAME BACK, AND TOLD ME A GREAT SECRET.
- I could only laugh at this frank piece of information.
- Jack lay silent for some minutes. Then he whispered--
- CHAPTER NINETEEN.
- HOW HAWKESBURY PUT IN AN APPEARANCE AT HAWK STREET.
- CHAPTER TWENTY.
- HOW I SERVED MY FRIEND SMITH ANYTHING BUT A GOOD TURN.
- I turned in despair to Hawkesbury.
- I dared not say "Yes," and to say "No" would, I knew, be useless.
- I drew my arm roughly from his.
- CHAPTER TWENTY ONE.
- HOW A DOOR CLOSED BETWEEN MY FRIEND SMITH AND ME.
- I made no answer, and drew my arm out of his.
- CHAPTER TWENTY TWO.
- HOW I TRIED TO FORGET MY FRIEND SMITH, AND FAILED.
- CHAPTER TWENTY THREE.
- HOW I BEGAN TO DISCOVER THAT I WAS NOT A VERY NICE BOY AFTER ALL.
- I looked up inquiringly. "I don't quite understand," I said, meekly.
- CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR.
- HOW I FOUND THAT HOPE DEFERRED MAKES THE HEART SICK.
- I tried to find out from Billy the reason of Jack's altered looks.
- I felt more hopeless of recovering my friend than ever.
- CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE.
- HOW I TOOK PART IN A NOT VERY SUCCESSFUL HOLIDAY PARTY.
- I wished secretly I knew exactly what he had been telling him of me.
- I could scarcely speak for anger and the burning in my throat.
- CHAPTER TWENTY SIX.
- HOW I FELL BADLY, AND WAS PICKED UP IN A WAY I LITTLE EXPECTED.
- I groaned with agony as he did so.
- I had found my friend at last!
- CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN.
- HOW I SUFFERED A RELAPSE, WHICH DID ME GOOD.
- I was too exhausted by my effort to say anything.
- I came through it an altered being.
- I took his hand warmly, but humbly.
- CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT.
- HOW I FOUND MYSELF ONCE MORE AT HAWK STREET.
- I just took his hand and said, "Thank you," as shortly as I could.
- I did not wait to hear more, but rushed upon the speaker.
- I could not--I dare not--return it, and he knew it.
- CHAPTER TWENTY NINE.
- HOW I BEGAN TO SEE DAYLIGHT THROUGH MY TROUBLES.
- Either he must be a paragon of the first water, or else--
- I expected he would say so. "But, Jack," I began.
- I did so, and Jack took another.
- I nearly jumped off my seat with horror.
- The following morning it arrived. It was brief, and to the point:--
- CHAPTER THIRTY.
- HOW I PAID OFF A SCORE, AND MADE A RATHER AWKWARD DISCOVERY.
- Presently, however, Jack stopped and asked a woman--
- Jack began, almost confidentially--
- CHAPTER THIRTY ONE.
- HOW I MADE A STILL MORE IMPORTANT DISCOVERY.
- I saw him safe in bed before I started, and then hastened out.
- I restrained myself with a mighty effort and resumed my seat.
- CHAPTER THIRTY TWO.
- HOW I CAME TO HAVE SEVERAL IMPORTANT CARES UPON ME.
- I was thankful when I heard Jack stir, and had an excuse for getting up.
- I knew what his meaning was only too well.
- I regret to say that my last act that day was one of petty larceny!
- CHAPTER THIRTY THREE.
- HOW SEVERAL VISITORS CALLED AT OUR LODGINGS.
- CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR.
- HOW I GOT RID OF THE PETTY-CASH, AND OF MR. SMITH'S SECRET.
- I must be more explicit, or I should never get out with it.
- I had launched my ship now!
- CHAPTER THIRTY FIVE.
- HOW JACK AND I TALKED LOUDER THAN WE NEED HAVE DONE.
- CHAPTER THIRTY SIX.
- HOW HAWKESBURY AND I CAME ACROSS ONE ANOTHER RATHER SERIOUSLY.
- I did once venture on a mild protest.
- The enclosure, written in an evidently disguised hand, was as follows:--
- I could see that as the time went on he became still more uneasy.
- I determined to stay where I was at all risks.
- I obeyed.
- What I heard was this--
- CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN.
- HOW HAWKESBURY AND I SPENT A MORNING IN THE PARTNERS' ROOM.
- I roused myself with an effort, and answered quietly, "Yes, sir."
- I made no reply, being determined to say as little as I could.
- CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT.
- HOW I ENDED THE DAY MORE COMFORTABLY THAN I HAD EXPECTED.
- Suddenly finding my tongue, I cried--
- I could, and did.
- CHAPTER THIRTY NINE.
- WHICH PARTS ME FROM THE READER, BUT NOT FROM MY FRIEND SMITH.
- THE END.