CHAPTER XXVI.

BENEATH THEM.

"Now let us go back, as fast as we can," she said, when she had wrapped

up my wrist very softly, with her muslin handkerchief--which I took care

never to restore to her; "the tide is coming in, and if it gets to the

point before us, we shall have to go a mile inland. And I declare, we

have forgotten all about the Professor's signal, which may have been

waving for an hour! And perhaps my dear mother may be waiting for us.

But this unequalled lobster will account for all delay. How quiet he is,

since we tied his claws! I ought to beg your pardon for the liberty I

took, in calling you 'Tommy;' but I was in a fright, and it sounds so

very natural, because of the Professor; and Mamma is almost as bad as he

is."

"I will only ask you one thing," was my answer; "try to be as bad, or as

good, in that way. Call me 'Tommy,' every time you speak. Why, don't you

remember when I put a new leg to your doll? And you gave me such a kiss,

that I have thought of it ever since. And you said--'You are to call me

_Lo_, remember. All the people I like best are to call me _Lo_. And I

think I like you best of almost everybody in the world,' But of course

you have forgotten all that now."

"What extraordinary creatures children are!" she exclaimed, as if she

were the mother of the "Lo"; and then she came nearer to me, and

said--"I remember that you were a great favourite of mine; and I don't

like you not to call me anything. But look, there goes the great

handkerchief!"

"You shall not get out of it like that;" I answered, with a little

groan, as if my wrist was in great pain, for fear of any wrath on her

part. "People should always understand each other; and how can they do

that, without any names? You should call me 'Tommy,' upon all occasions;

because I am Tommy, and nothing else; and even the Examiners call me

'Tommy,' because of my steering the eight so much. But it never would do

for me, to call you 'Laura,' except when we are quite by ourselves, you

know; or with only the Professor, who never would tell, and I don't

suppose he would ever notice it. In general society, I must call you

'Miss Twentifold.' But in particular cases, now and then, I should be

very much obliged indeed, if I might,--just to keep up the practice, as

one might express it, call you only 'Laura.'"

I would gladly have put something else before "Laura;" but I thought

this was far enough to go just yet; and it would make it all the nicer,

that her mother should not know it.

"Tommy," she replied, with as clear an intonation of my friendly, and

genial, but not romantic name, as I ever yet was accosted with, "I shall

leave it entirely to your own discretion, to call me what you like, and

when you like. And I see no possibility of harm in my calling you, what

all the Examiners at Oxford do. They gave you the most honourable class

of all, I hear; because you never asked for it. The Bishop says, that

you might have beaten Mr. Chumps."

This must have been an error on the Bishop's part, or hers; because

there was no way to beat a double-first then; though now a man may go

into perhaps five and twenty firsts. But I did not attempt to contradict

her, after all her kindness.

"I hope, you have never seen Mr. Chumps;" I said, purposely making him

as formal as I could; for I knew that if Bill Chumps came down here, for

canvassing purposes, or anything else, he would be sure to get elected

far in front of me.

"Oh yes, I have," she said, "a very tall gentleman, taller than

Professor Megalow, or Roly; but not to be compared with them, in any

other way. He has very red cheeks, and rather high cheek bones,

according to my recollection."

"And a nose that sticks up a good deal," I replied. "Did you understand,

when he came down, that his father carries on the business still? Not

that it matters, as we all think now, from by any means a lofty point of

view."

"It never came into my mind to ask,"--and herein her simplicity put me

down--"anything at all about his father. Why should I? Roly brought him;

as he brings anybody, who can be of use to him in politics. It is not my

place, to have anything to say to them, except what is expected from the

people of the house. And I believe he saved the life of my first cousin,

Lord Counterpagne; and that alone would make him no stranger here. But

look! If it were possible for the Professor to be in a hurry, he would

be so now. We have been a long time, and I am afraid he will be angry.

Let us put on steam--as Roly says."

I wanted no steam put on at present, but found no fair means of

preventing it; and a few quick steps brought us up to the pebble-bank,

under the cliff of the sacred relics.

"Aha!" the Professor cried, coming down to meet us, "no wonder I have

waved my bandana in vain. What a magnificent specimen! And the beauty of

him is, that he is good to eat; which, alas! was more than I could say

for my specimen in there; when the lady superior of all the fish-women

of Happystowe asked me just now, how I meant to cook my bones. She has

marched away in sadness, at my dreadful waste of time. However, at last,

all is perfectly ready; and I would have gone to work without you,

except for the dread of your reproaches. We have made all the front

quite safe, and the fissure at the back is not extending. The light is

good still; but we have no time to lose."

"And my mother," asked Laura, "has she not come yet? She was to have

been here, an hour ago. She will be so sorry, to see nothing of the

work!"

"She has sent down a groom, with a kind little note, to say that she

cannot come till five o'clock, and begging me on no account to wait for

her. I would gladly have put it off until to-morrow, but any change of

weather might be fatal, or even a ground-swell with this springtide, of

which there are some signs already. This rock, is not like the hard

sandstone further north, or even firm chalk; but a brittle

conglomerate. We are not our own masters; we must set to work at once.

Tommy, I will not keep you long inside; and Miss Twentifold should stand

behind this high-water mark."

He took off his hat, and laid it down upon the shingle; and then with a

short tool of steel in one hand, (something like what the police call a

"Jemmy," but forked at one end, and gouge-shaped at the other) and a

square of soft felt in his left hand, he went into the cave, or rather

excavation; and I (with my hat off) followed him. There was plenty of

light, when the eyes got used to it; and I saw that the roof was

established with short slabs of wood, supported by timber props.

"Why, there can be no danger whatever," I said, almost with some

disappointment; "it is as safe as the dome of St. Paul's, I am sure. Of

course, you know best, sir; but I should have gone straight at it. Can

you spare me a tool to work with?"

"No," he replied, "you must use no tool; but only follow my directions.

Why, what is the matter with your wrist--the right one?"

"Nothing, but a trifle of a pinch," I said; "I can use it as well as

ever, I assure you."

"Very well; then watch me, but don't speak loud. There is no danger now,

as you truly observe; or else I would have kept you outside, my Tommy.

But you see that, to secure our object without fracture, I have yet to

dig out a good bit of the shale--for it scarcely deserves to be called

rock. And when that is done, there may be some little risk, because we

cannot get any shores behind it. From what you have seen with me, you

know at once, that the object before us is no _pelvis_, as Sir Roland

insists upon calling it. All that part was easily secured; but I saw

indications of continuance; and following them up, discovered

these,--which are very grand joints of the _vertebræ_. The weight will

be very considerable, and we must try to preserve the articulations,

which might be injured, if we got it out piece-meal. All you have to do

is, to support the lower end, without jerking it, lest it should drop

from the jarring; while I release the upper part. Then with a good heft,

out we get it, with this felt under it, to prevent abrasion. Barnes

keeps his eyes on the cliff outside, and will call us at once, if the

crack grows larger. Ah! you fit exactly, as I said you would; with your

foot in that nick, what can be better?"

Without a word, I watched his skilful work, as he followed with his tool

every curve of nature's bold carving, now brought out into high relief;

until he had the other part (bedded obliquely into the rock-wall) almost

as free as mine was. Then he inserted one side of the felt, under the

mighty back-bones of the monster, and saying--"Now both hands, my clever

Tommy!" with the leverage of a bigger tool, which he caught up from the

floor, gradually brought out the reluctant mass.

When the whole of it lay on the edge of the niche, (which he had

lengthened, to allow for the jut) and was ready to come out, being all

detached, he passed a piece of rope along it upon either side, taking

advantage of the knuckles of the bones (such as I have often sucked, in

ox-tail soup) and making fast at either end, to hold it altogether. Then

he rubbed his nose, and looked at me, with a very sweet chuckle; and I

feared that he would knock his bare head against the roof; for he had

scarcely had a chance of standing upright, all the time, except just

where there was a sort of pudding-basin in the shale stuff.

"Shall we call in Barnes?" he asked; "I am afraid his hands would shake.

It looks like a Death's head, and cross-bones combined, in its present

most tantalizing attitude. I thought I heard a crack. My young friend,

listen. Run you outside, and reconnoitre; it is impossible for me, under

any circumstances, to abandon these bones of rapture now. _Impavidum

ferient ruinæ._ But I beg you to try a little _alibi_. Go out, and see

how things look; and if all is serene, return, and help me."

"No, sir," I answered; "if there was a crack, no doubt it was Barnes

cracking nuts outside. He fills his pockets with Brazilian nuts, fit

only for a blacksmith. If you are ready, sir, so am I. Why, it is not

half so big as I am."

"It weighs, Tommy, at least five times your weight. We will put up this

plank, and slide it down. Here it comes gently! What, you here, Laura!

You see, if I don't tell your Ma--as the children say to one another.

Let it drop, Tommy, let it drop, if it hurts you."

For whether from sudden alarm about Laura, or the damage done to my own

wrist, my end of the mass slipped away from me, and turned; and the

three-inch plank, we were guiding it down, flew up, as if struck by a

cannon-ball, and just missing my head knocked away the main bearers of

the roof above us. I saw a great mass coming down upon Laura, and

before I could think, I had her in my arms and under me; then a roar,

and a flash of light, and black darkness came, and the last sense of

spreading arms over her.

When I came to know what I was about again, lo there I was lying in a

bed of sea-weed; with my head supported by a soft smooth arm coming

under the curls at the back of my neck, and my breast laid bare to the

wind of the sea, and a great deal of water gone into it. Moreover, I

seemed to be dirty all over, as if I had been rolled along a

knife-board; and a quantity of grime was in my mouth, so that I could

hardly speak for grit.

"I don't seem to know where I am," I gasped.

"Never mind about that, till by and by;" a soft voice whispered into my

ear; and soft lips felt nice, and warm, upon my cheek. "Are you better,

oh, darling Tommy, are you better?"

"I should be, if I could blow my nose," I said; "there is nothing the

matter with me, except that. But what is all this roaring noise, if you

please? Is it coming down again? If it does, I am done for."

"No, dear! There is nothing coming down at all, except the waves of the

sea. There is a heavy ground-swell. But none of it can come near you,

dear Tommy."

"The Professor said there would be a ground-swell," I answered, with

some nerve of memory touched. "There seems to be nothing, that he does

not know."

"He seems not to have known everything, this time. Did he know that the

rock would come down upon Laura, and must have killed her, but for

you?"

"The rock come down? Oh, I remember now! Something came down. But it was

all my fault. And perhaps I have killed her. Oh, please to let me die,

if I have killed beautiful Laura!"

"Hush! You are not to excite yourself. You have not killed Laura; you

have saved her life. She is not hurt at all, or at least very little;

not a quarter so much as you are, my poor darling. Here, you are to take

this, as soon as you can swallow."

She put some vessel to my lips; and I saw large dark eyes, and a

trembling smile, and fair cheeks flowing with a flood of tears. Then I

swallowed something warm, and said--"Oh, you must be Laura!"

"No, I am not. I am Laura's mother--your dear lady, as you used to call

me. Now, rest a few minutes, and you will be better. You must not try to

get up, by yourself; nor even with my help, till the Professor has

examined you. He is up at the Inn, with darling Laura, who cannot be

induced to go home, until she hears that you are well enough to come

with us. I sent a boy for him, the moment you revived. Here he comes. He

will soon tell us all about you. Don't be afraid; you are a hero, not a

goose."

I felt more like a goose, and one going to be cooked, when my learned

patron, after some kind words, began to make search for my injuries. By

calling, he was a physician; and if he had only stuck to art, and

discarded science, made the most of his talents, and the least of his

genius, and preferred the twinkles to the broad light of knowledge;

doubtless he would have been making his twenty thousand a year, with a

baronetcy, and the fame that breathes its last with its owner. And the

laying of his fingers on my poor body would have cost fifty guineas,

instead of nothing but some groans.

"The more he groans, the better I am pleased with him," he observed with

the spirit of the true philosopher; "it proves that his sufferings are

capable of expression, and that he has power to put them into form. The

greater the damage to his outward husk,--for he could not expect to come

off unhurt--the smaller the injury to the kernel of this Tommy. His

bones are as sound as my Deino-Saurian's, which rolled on my feet, and

most happily inflicted, without receiving injury. There, now, my dear

friend, did you feel that?"

"I should rather think that I did," groaned I; "oh, it was dreadful! It

was as bad as the way the four Professors poked at me. I hope you won't

have to do that again, sir."

"No, I think not," he replied, in a tone which would have been blessed,

if less dubious; "the fact of his perceiving my light touch there

convinces me, Lady Twentifold--so far as we may trust observations,

which we have not verified--that he has taken no internal harm, in the

part that was most exposed to it. The brattice came down and protected

his head--being clear of the fall myself, I could see the beginning of

the accident at that end. The main weight fell upon his back just

here--you told me that you wished to have everything stated, as plainly

as I could state it, otherwise I would not give you these details--and

when we dug him out, the main weight was there still. I rejoice to

assure you, that he will be none the worse, after a week or two of good

nursing. Any frame of stiff construction would probably have been

broken; but our dear young friend, this heroic youth Tommy, has a frame

of unusual elasticity, partaking rather of the pterotic character, and

his internal organs are adapted to it. But I would not advise, that he

should walk as yet, or attempt any movement not absolutely needful. We

will send for the cushions of your carriage, if you please, and lay them

on these planks, and our Tommy on the top; and then with the strong arms

of Barnes, and my own, we will take our young hero to the waggonette.

You may thank him for the safety of your dear child. I was too far away,

to be of any use. You will candidly acquit me of all blame, I am sure.

Your daughter disobeyed me, in entering the place; and even after that,

there would have been no disaster, except for the accident to our young

friend's wrist. All the rest of the excavation is still firm, as you

see."

"I will have every bit of it pulled down to-morrow, now that you have

got all you want, Professor. And to blame you, would be almost as

wicked, as to fail to thank the Almighty."

I know that she discharged that latter duty; but I doubt, if she ever

acquitted herself so thoroughly, as to the former point.

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