He desired to have that done again,
but despite his being very peremptory, and notwithstanding that Barnaby
coaxed to the utmost, Grip turned a deaf ear to the request, and
preserved a dead silence.
'Bring him along,' said the gentleman, pointing to the house. But Grip,
who had watched the action, anticipated his master, by hopping on before
them;--constantly flapping his wings, and screaming 'cook!' meanwhile,
as a hint perhaps that there was company coming, and a small collation
would be acceptable.
Barnaby and his mother walked on, on either side of the gentleman on
horseback, who surveyed each of them from time to time in a proud and
coarse manner, and occasionally thundered out some question, the tone
of which alarmed Barnaby so much that he could find no answer, and, as
a matter of course, could make him no reply. On one of these occasions,
when the gentleman appeared disposed to exercise his horsewhip, the
widow ventured to inform him in a low voice and with tears in her eyes,
that her son was of weak mind.
'An idiot, eh?' said the gentleman, looking at Barnaby as he spoke. 'And
how long hast thou been an idiot?'
'She knows,' was Barnaby's timid answer, pointing to his
mother--'I--always, I believe.
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