Daniel appeared immediately.
‘I want a bit of private talk,’ he said to his brother. ‘We’ll have this door shut, if you don’t mind.’
‘You may as well bring us a drop of something first, Nick,’ put in Richard. ‘Give the order, Dan.’
‘Wouldn’t have ‘ad it but for the “sir,”’ chuckled Nicholas to himself. ‘Never used to when he come here, unless I stood it.’
Daniel drew a chair to the table and stirred his tumbler thoughtfully, his nose over the steam.
‘We’re going to have trouble with ‘Arry,’ said Richard, who had seated himself on a sofa in a dispirited way. ‘Of course someone’s been telling him, and now the young fool says he’s going to throw up work. I suppose I shall have to take him down yonder with me.’
‘Better do so,’ assented Daniel, without much attention to the matter.
‘What is it you want to talk about, Dan?’
Mr. Dabbs had a few minutes ago performed the customary evening cleansing of his hands and face, but it had seemed unnecessary to brush his hair, which consequently stood upright upon his forehead, a wiry rampart, just as it had been thrust by the vigorously-applied towel. This, combined with an unwonted lugubriousness of visage, made Daniel’s aspect somewhat comical. He kept stirring very deliberately with his sugar-crusher.
‘Why, it’s this, Dick,’ he began at length. ‘And understand, to begin with, that I’ve got no complaint to make of nobody; it’s only things as are awk’ard. It’s this way, my boy. When you fust of all come and told me about what I may call the great transformation scene, you said, “Now it ain’t a-goin’ to make no difference, Dan,” you said. Now wait till I’ve finished; I ain’t complainin’ of nobody. Well, and I tried to ‘ope as it wouldn’t make no difference, though I ‘ad my doubts. “Come an’ see us all just as usu’l,” you said. Well, I tried to do so, and three or four weeks I come reg’lar, lookin’ in of a Sunday night. But somehow it wouldn’t work; something ‘ad got out of gear. So I stopped it off. Then comes ‘Arry a-askin’ why I made myself scarce, sayin’ as th’ old lady and the Princess missed me. So I looked in again; but it was wuss than before, I saw I’d done better to stay away. So I’ve done ever since. Y’ understand me, Dick?’