But he came back a moment after.
"Remember you are to be at the girls' school at 2:30.

Tell Miss Bousfield you are the little boy I spoke to her about, and mind you behave yourself up there." Was ever a young man in such a shameful disgrace?
Three days ago I had imagined myself everybody; two days ago I had at least imagined myself somebody; yesterday I had discovered with pain that I was nobody; and to-day I was destined to wonder if I was even that.
Mr Evans raised his eyebrows when I delivered my message to him.
"Are you the governor's little ward," he inquired, "who's just finished his education?
All right, my little man, we'll find a job for you.

Run up High Street and bring me the time by the market clock, and here's a halfpenny to buy yourself sweets on the way." It occurred to me as odd that Mr Evans should want to know the time by a clock which was quite ten minutes' walk from the office.

Still, perhaps he had to set the office clocks by it, so I set off, wondering whether I ought to take the halfpenny, but taking it all the same.
I decided that the dignified course would be to buy the sweets, but to take them all back to him, so as to impress him with the fact that I was not as devoted to juvenile creature comforts as he evidently thought me.
"Is that all you have left ?" said he, when, after accomplishing my errand, I presented them to him.

"My eye! you've made good use of your time, and no mistake." "I've not eaten a single one," said I.
"It would have been better for your digestion if you had only eaten a single one, instead of swallowing half the lot.