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I Go to Bristol

           HehadfoundheraboyasanapprenticealsosothatsheshouldnotwanthelpwhileIwasgone.

           ItwasonseeingthatboythatIunderstood,forthefirsttime,mysituation.Ihadthoughtuptothatmomentoftheadventuresbeforeme,notatallofthehomethatIwasleaving;andnow,atsightofthisclumsystranger,whowastostayhereinmyplacebesidemymother,Ihadmyfirstattackoftears.IamafraidIledthatboyadog’slife,forashewasnewtothework,Ihadahundredopportunitiesofsettinghimrightandputtinghimdown,andIwasnotslowtoprofitbythem.

           Thenightpassed,andthenextday,afterdinner,RedruthandIwereafootagainandontheroad.Isaidgood-byetoMotherandthecovewhereIhadlivedsinceIwasborn,andthedearoldAdmiralBenbowsincehewasrepainted,nolongerquitesodear.Oneofmylastthoughtswasofthecaptain,whohadsooftenstrodealongthebeachwithhiscockedhat,hissabre-cutcheek,andhisoldbrasstelescope.Nextmomentwehadturnedthecornerandmyhomewasoutofsight.

           ThemailpickedusupaboutduskattheRoyalGeorgeontheheath.IwaswedgedinbetweenRedruthandastoutoldgentleman,andinspiteoftheswiftmotionandthecoldnightair,Imusthavedozedagreatdealfromtheveryfirst,andthensleptlikealoguphillanddowndalethroughstageafterstage,forwhenIwasawakenedatlastitwasbyapunchintheribs,andIopenedmyeyestofindthatwewerestandingstillbeforealargebuildinginacitystreetandthatthedayhadalreadybrokenalongtime.

           "Wherearewe?"Iasked.

           "Bristol,"saidTom."Getdown."

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