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Chapter 22. Who passes by this Road so late?

           

           Astherewasnomovinghim,DanielDoycereturnedthegraspofhishand,and,castingafarewelllookroundthecounting-house,wentdown-stairswithhim.DoycewastogotoSouthamptontojointhesmallstaffofhisfellow-travellers;andacoachwasatthegate,wellfurnishedandpacked,andreadytotakehimthere.Theworkmenwereatthegatetoseehimoff,andweremightilyproudofhim.‘Goodlucktoyou,MrDoyce!’saidoneofthenumber.‘Whereveryougo,they’llfindasthey’vegotamanamong‘em,amanasknowshistoolsandashistoolsknows,amanasiswillingandamanasisable,andifthat’snotaman,whereisaman!’Thisorationfromagruffvolunteerintheback-ground,notpreviouslysuspectedofanypowersinthatway,wasreceivedwiththreeloudcheers;andthespeakerbecameadistinguishedcharacterforeverafterwards.Inthemidstofthethreeloudcheers,Danielgavethemallahearty‘GoodBye,Men!’andthecoachdisappearedfromsight,asiftheconcussionoftheairhadblownitoutofBleedingHeartYard.

           MrBaptist,asagratefullittlefellowinapositionoftrust,wasamongtheworkmen,andhaddoneasmuchtowardsthecheeringasamereforeignercould.Intruth,nomenonearthcancheerlikeEnglishmen,whodosorallyoneanother’sbloodandspiritwhentheycheerinearnest,thatthestirisliketherushoftheirwholehistory,withallitsstandardswavingatonce,fromSaxonAlfred’sdownwards.

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