uncle." 
"Do you know him, Ephraim?"
"No, sir. I know him by sight, sir. Gentleman who lives over the way, 
Mr. Hyde." 
"That's Mr. Scott's, though." 
"No, sir. Mr. Jermyn's been there ever since February." 
"But the house is empty." 
"The lower floor is furnished, sir." 
"Do you know anything of him? Do you know his man?" 
"They say he's in the fruit way, sir. In the Spanish trade. His men are 
Spaniards. They do say he's not quite to be trusted." 
"Who says this?" my uncle asked. 
"I don't like to mention names, sir," Ephraim said. 
"Quite right. Quite right. But what do they say?" 
"Very queer things goes on in that 'ouse," said Ephraim. "I don't 'ardly 
like to say. But they think 'e raises the devil, sir. Awful noises goes on 
there. I seen some things myself there, as I don't like to talk of. Well. I 
saw a black bird as big as a man stand flapping in the window. Then I 
seen eyes glaring out at the door. They give the 'ouse a bad name, sir; 
everyone." 
"H'm," said my uncle. "What's he like, Martin, this Mr. Jermyn?" 
"A tall man, with a beard," I answered. I thought it wrong to mention 
that I knew the beard to be false. "He's always stroking the bridge of his 
nose with his hand." 
"Ha," my uncle said, as though recognizing the trait. "But with a beard, 
you tell me?" 
"Yes, sir. With a beard."
"H'm," he answered, musing, "I must have a look at this Mr. Jermyn. 
Remember, Martin, you're to have nothing more to do with him, till I 
know a little more of what he is. You understand?" 
"Yes, uncle." 
"One cannot be too careful in this town. I won't allow you in the streets, 
Martin. No matter who has his pockets picked. I told you that before." 
"Please, uncle, may I go on the river, then, if I'm not to go into the 
street? I'm used to boats." 
"Yes. You may do that. But you're not to go on board the ships, mind." 
"Beg pardon, sir," Ephraim put in. "The fall at the Bridge is very risky, 
sir." 
"It is?" said my uncle, testily. "Then of course you can't go in a boat, 
Martin. You must play in the garden, or read." 
 
 
CHAPTER II. 
I LEAVE HOME AGAIN 
I thought Ephraim a pig for putting in that word about the fall. Though 
I had only known Ephraim for a few days I disliked him perhaps as 
much as he disliked me. He was angry (I could feel it) at having a boy 
in the house, after many years of quiet alone with my uncle. I know that 
when he had occasion to speak to me, he always went away muttering 
about my being a charity brat who ought to be in the poor-house. Still, 
like most servants, he vented most of his malice indirectly, as in this 
hint of his about the river. I rose up from the dinner-table full of 
rebellion. I would go on the river, I said to myself, fall or no fall. I 
would see more of Mr. Jermyn, too. I would find out what went on in 
that house. I would find out everything. In all this, of course, I was very
wrong, but having made sure that I was being treated unjustly I felt that 
I was only doing right in rebelling. So after waiting till Ephraim was in 
the pantry, washing up the dinner-things with the housemaid, I slipped 
down the garden to the boat-house. The door was padlocked, as I had 
feared; but with an old hammer-head I managed to pry off the staple. I 
felt like a burglar when the lock came off in my hand. I felt that I was 
acting deceitfully. Then the thought of Ephraim came over me, making 
me rebellious to my finger-tips. I would go on the river, I said to myself, 
I would go aboard all the ships in the Pool. I would show them all that I 
could handle a boat anywhere. So in a moment my good angel was 
beaten. I was in the boat-house, prying at the staple of the outer door, 
like the young rogue that I was. Well, I paid a heavy price for that day 
of disobedience. It was the most dearly bought day's row I ever heard 
of. 
It took me a few moments to open the outer door. Then, with a thrill of 
pleasure, such as only those who love the water can fed, I thrust out 
into the river, on to the last of the ebb, then fast ebbing. The fall under 
the bridge at that state of the tide was truly terrifying. It roared so 
loudly that I could hear    
    
		
	
	
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