He had a better view of him soon, however, for Master Arthur began to poke his friend's legs with the donkey-headed stick, and to exhort him to get up.
"Hi! Bartram, get up! Here's my prime pupil.

See what we can turn out.
You may examine him if you like.

Willie: this gentleman is a very clever gentleman, so you must keep your wits about you.

_He'll_ put questions to you, I can tell you! There's as much difference between his head and mine, as between mine and the head of this stick." And Master Arthur flourished his "one-legged donkey," as he called it, in the air, and added, "Bartram! you lazy lout! _will_ you get up and take an interest in my humble efforts for the good of my fellow-creatures ?" Thus adjured, Mr.Bartram sat up with a jerk which threw his book on to his boots, and his hat after it, and looked at Bill.

Now Bill and the gardener had both been grinning, as they always did at Master Arthur's funny speeches, but when Bill found the clever gentleman looking at him, he straightened his face very quickly.