“And what do they say in Sunch’ston about our father’s second visit?”
George laughed, and shewed me the newspaper extract which I have already given. I asked who wrote it.
“I did,” said he, with a demure smile; “I wrote it at night after I returned home, and before starting for the capital next morning. I called myself ‘the deservedly popular Ranger,’ to avert suspicion. No one found me out; you can keep the extract, I brought it here on purpose.”
“It does you great credit. Was there ever any lunatic, and was he found?”
“Oh yes. That part was true, except that he had never been up our way.”
“Then the poacher is still at large?”
“It is to be feared so.”
“And were Dr. Downie and the Professors canonized after all.”
“Not yet; but the Professors will be next month—for Hanky is still Professor. Dr. Downie backed out of it. He said it was enough to be a Sunchildist without being a Sunchild Saint. He worships the jumping cat as much as the others, but he keeps his eye better on the cat, and sees sooner both when it will jump, and where it will jump to. Then, without disturbing any one, he insinuates himself into the place which will be best when the jump is over. Some say that the cat knows him and follows him; at all events when he makes a move the cat generally jumps towards him soon afterwards.”
“You give him a very high character.”