’Goodsir，Iwouldwashme。’
’Oh，isthatall！AsknopermissionofMilesHendonforaughtthoucravest。Makethyselfperfectlyfreehereandwelcome，withallthatarehisbelongings。’
Stilltheboystood，andmovednot；more，hetappedtheflooronceortwicewithhissmallimpatientfoot。Hendonwaswhollyperplexed。
Saidhe：
’Blessus，whatisit？’