“That will do, I think,” said Spikeman; “and now, Joey, we will go out and take a walk, and I will give you your directions.”
Chapter Thirty One.
In which the Plot thickens.
The next day our hero, having received the letter with his instructions, went with the wheel down to the copse near to the mansion-house. Here he remained quietly until he heard Miss Melissa coming down the gravel-walk; he waited till she had time to gain her seat, and then, leaving his wheel outside, he walked round the copse until he came to her. She raised her eyes from her book when she saw him.
“If you please, miss, have you any scissors or knives for me to grind?” said Joey, bowing with his hat in his hand.
Miss Mathews looked earnestly at Joey.
“Who are you?” said she at last; “are you the boy who was on this road with a knife-grinder and his wheel yesterday afternoon?”
“Yes, madam, we came this way,” replied Joey, bowing again very politely.