And the next morning wandering about the yards of the manufactory in a
storm of icy sleet a little before five o'clock, he learnt from a more
experienced companion that nobody would provide him with kindling for
his fire, that on the contrary everybody who happened to be on the place
at that hour would unite to prevent him from getting kindling, and that
he must steal it or expect to be thrashed before six o'clock. Near them
a vast kiln of ware in process of firing showed a white flaming glow at
each of its mouths in the black winter darkness. Darius's mentor crept
up to the archway of the great hovel which protected the kiln, and
pointed like a conspirator to the figure of the guardian fireman dozing
near his monster. The boy had the handle-less remains of an old spade,
and with it he crept into the hovel, dangerously abstracted fire from
one of the scorching mouths, and fled therewith, and the fireman never
stirred. Then Darius, to whom the mentor kindly lent his spade,
attempted to do the same, but being inexpert woke the fireman, who held
him spellbound by his roaring voice and then flung him like a sack of
potatoes bodily into the slush of the yard, and the spade after him.
Happily the mentor, whose stove was now alight, lent fire to Darius, so
that Darius's stove too was cheerfully burning when his master came.
And Darius was too excited to feel fatigue.
By six o'clock on Saturday night Darius had earned a shilling for his
week's work. But he could only possess himself of the shilling by going
to a magnificent public-house with his master the muffin-maker. This
was the first time that he had ever been inside a public-house. The
place was crowded with men, women, and children eating the most lovely,
hot rolls and drinking beer, in an atmosphere exquisitely warm. And
behind a high counter a stout jolly man was counting piles and piles and
piles of silver. Darius's master, in company, with other boys' masters,
gave this stout man four sovereigns to change, and it was an hour before
he changed them. Meanwhile Darius was instructed that he must eat a
roll like the rest, together with cheese. Never had he tasted anything
so luscious. He had a match with his mentor, as to which of them could
spin out his roll the longer, honestly chewing all the time; and he won.
Some one gave him half a glass of beer. At half-past seven he received
his shilling which consisted of a sixpenny-piece and four pennies; and
leaving the gay, public-house, pushed his way through a crowd of tearful
women with babies in their arms at the doors, and went home. And such
was the attraction of the Sunday school that he was there the next
morning, with scented hair, two minutes before the opening.
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