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tremendous adventure!〃
〃Are you never to fall asleep; David?〃 I always said。
〃When are you coming to bed?〃 he always replied; very brave but
in a whisper; as if he feared the bears and wolves might have
him。 When little boys are in bed there is nothing between them
and bears and wolves but the night…light。
I returned to my chair to think; and at last he fell asleep with
his face to the wall; but even then I stood many times at the
door; listening。
Long after I had gone to bed a sudden silence filled the chamber;
and I knew that David had awaked。 I lay motionless; and; after
what seemed a long time of waiting; a little far…away voice said
in a cautious whisper; 〃Irene!〃
〃You are sleeping with me to…night; you know; David;〃 I said。
〃I didn't know;〃 he replied; a little troubled but trying not to
be a nuisance。
〃You remember you are with me?〃 I asked。
After a moment's hesitation he replied; 〃I nearly remember;〃 and
presently he added very gratefully; as if to some angel who had
whispered to him; 〃I remember now。〃
I think he had nigh fallen asleep again when he stirred and said;
〃Is it going on now?〃
〃What?〃
〃The adventure。〃
〃Yes; David。〃
Perhaps this disturbed him; for by…and…by I had to inquire; 〃You
are not frightened; are you?〃
〃Am I not?〃 he answered politely; and I knew his hand was groping
in the darkness; so I put out mine and he held on tightly to one
finger。
〃I am not frightened now;〃 he whispered。
〃And there is nothing else you want?〃
〃Is there not?〃 he again asked politely。 〃Are you sure there's
not?〃 he added。
〃What can it be; David?〃
〃I don't take up very much room;〃 the far…away voice said。
〃Why; David;〃 said I; sitting up; 〃do you want to come into my
bed?〃
〃Mother said I wasn't to want it unless you wanted it first;〃 he
squeaked。
〃It is what I have been wanting all the time;〃 said I; and then
without more ado the little white figure rose and flung itself at
me。 For the rest of the night he lay on me and across me; and
sometimes his feet were at the bottom of the bed and sometimes on
the pillow; but he always retained possession of my finger; and
occasionally he woke me to say that he was sleeping with me。 I
had not a good night。 I lay thinking。
Of this little boy; who; in the midst of his play while I
undressed him; had suddenly buried his head on my knees。
Of the woman who had been for him who could be sufficiently
daring。
Of David's dripping little form in the bath; and how when I
essayed to catch him he had slipped from my arms like a trout。
Of how I had stood by the open door listening to his sweet
breathing; had stood so long that I forgot his name and called
him Timothy。
XX
David and Porthos Compared
But Mary spoilt it all; when I sent David back to her in the
morning; by inquiring too curiously into his person and
discovering that I had put his combinations on him with the
buttons to the front。 For this I wrote her the following
insulting letter。 When Mary does anything that specially annoys
me I send her an insulting letter。 I once had a photograph taken
of David being hanged on a tree。 I sent her that。 You can't
think of all the subtle ways of grieving her I have。 No woman
with the spirit of a crow would stand it。
〃Dear Madam 'I wrote'; It has come to my knowledge that when you
walk in the Gardens with the boy David you listen avidly for
encomiums of him and of your fanciful dressing of him by passers…
by; storing them in your heart the while you make vain pretence
to regard them not: wherefore lest you be swollen by these very
small things I; who now know David both by day and by night; am
minded to compare him and Porthos the one with the other; both in
this matter and in other matters of graver account。 And touching
this matter of outward show; they are both very lordly; and
neither of them likes it to be referred to; but they endure in
different ways。 For David says 'Oh; bother!' and even at times
hits out; but Porthos droops his tail and lets them have their
say。 Yet is he extolled as beautiful and a darling ten times for
the once that David is extolled。
〃The manners of Porthos are therefore prettier than the manners
of David; who when he has sent me to hide from him behind a tree
sometimes comes not in search; and on emerging tamely from my
concealment I find him playing other games entirely forgetful of
my existence。 Whereas Porthos always comes in search。 Also if
David wearies of you he scruples not to say so; but Porthos; in
like circumstances; offers you his paw; meaning 'Farewell;' and
to bearded men he does this all the time (I think because of a
hereditary distaste for goats); so that they conceive him to be
enamoured of them when he is only begging them courteously to go。
Thus while the manners of Porthos are more polite it may be
argued that those of David are more efficacious。
〃In gentleness David compares ill with Porthos。 For whereas the
one shoves and has been known to kick on slight provocation; the
other; who is noisily hated of all small dogs by reason of his
size; remonstrates not; even when they cling in froth and fury to
his chest; but carries them along tolerantly until they drop off
from fatigue。 Again; David will not unbend when in the company
of babies; expecting them unreasonably to rise to his level; but
contrariwise Porthos; though terrible to tramps; suffers all
things of babies; even to an exploration of his mouth in an
attempt to discover what his tongue is like at the other end。
The comings and goings of David are unnoticed by perambulators;
which lie in wait for the advent of Porthos。 The strong and
wicked fear Porthos but no little creature fears him; not the
hedgehogs he conveys from place to place in his mouth; nor the
sparrows that steal his straw from under him。
〃In proof of which gentleness I adduce his adventure with the
rabbit。 Having gone for a time to reside in a rabbit country
Porthos was elated to discover at last something small that ran
from him; and developing at once into an ecstatic sportsman he
did pound hotly in pursuit; though always over…shooting the mark
by a hundred yards or so and wondering very much what had become
of the rabbit。 There was a steep path; from the top of which the
rabbit suddenly came into view; and the practice of Porthos was
to advance up it on tiptoe; turning near the summit to give me a
knowing look and then bounding forward。 The rabbit here did
something tricky with a hole in the ground; but Porthos tore
onwards in full faith that the game was being played fairly; and
always returned panting and puzzling but glorious。
〃I sometimes shuddered to think of his perplexity should he catch
the rabbit; which however was extremely unlikely; nevertheless he
did catch it; I know not how; but presume it to have been another
than the one of which he was in chase。 I found him with it; his
brows furrowed in the deepest thought。 The rabbit; terrified but
uninjured; cowered beneath him。 Porthos gave me a happy look and
again dropped into a weighty frame of mind。 'What is the next
thing one does?' was obviously the puzzle with him; and the
position was scarcely less awkward for the rabbit; which several
times made a move to end this intolerable suspense。 Whereupon
Porthos immediately gave it a warning tap with his foot; and
again fell to pondering。 The strain on me was very great。
〃At last they seemed to hit upon a compromise。 Porthos looked
over his shoulder very self…consciously; and the rabbit at first
slowly and then in a flash withdrew。 Porthos pretended to make a
search for it; but you cannot think how relieved he looked。 He
even tried to brazen out his disgrace before me and waved his
tail appealingly。 But he could not look me in the face; and when
he saw that this was what I insisted on he collapsed at my feet
and moaned。 There were real tears in his eyes; and I was
touched; and swore to him that he had done everything a dog could
do; and though he knew I was lying he became happy again。 For so
long as I am pleased with him; ma'am; nothing else greatly
matters to Porthos。 I told this story to David; having first
extracted a promise from him that he would not think the less of
Porthos; and now I must demand the same promise of you。 Also; an
admission that in innocence of heart; for which David has been
properly commended; he can nevertheless teach Porthos nothing;
but on the contrary may learn much from him。
〃And now to come to those qualities in which David excels over
Porthosthe first is that he is no snob but esteems the girl
Irene (pretentiously called his nurse) more than any fine lady;
and envies every ragged boy who can hit to leg。 Whereas Porthos
would have every class keep its place; and though fond o