"I obey you, captain," cried Stagg, drawing close to him and filling out a bumper without spilling a drop, by reason that he held his little finger at the brim of the glass, and stopped at the instant the liquor touched it, "drink, noble governor. Death to all masters, life to all "prentices, and love to all fair damsels. Drink, brave general, and warm your gallant heart!"
Mr Tappertit condescended to take the glass from his outstretched hand. Stagg then dropped on one knee, and gently smoothed the calves of his legs, with an air of humble admiration.
"That I had but eyes!" he cried, "to behold my captain"s symmetrical proportions! That I had but eyes, to look upon thesetwin invaders of domestic peace!"
"Get out!" said Mr Tappertit, glancing downward at his favourite limbs. "Go along, will you, Stagg!"
"When I touch my own afterwards," cried the host, smiting them reproachfully, "I hate "em. Comparatively speaking, they"ve no more shape than wooden legs, beside these models of my noble captain"s."
"Yours!" exclaimed Mr Tappertit. "No, I should think not. Don"t talk about those precious old toothpicks in the same breath with mine; that"s rather too much. Here. Take the glass. Benjamin. Lead on. To business!"
With these words, he folded his arms again; and frowning with a sullen majesty, passed with his companion through a little door at the upper end of the cellar, and disappeared; leaving Stagg to his private meditations.
The vault they entered, strewn with sawdust and dimly lighted, was between the outer one from which they had just come, and that in which the skittle-players were diverting themselves; as was manifested by the increased noise and clamour of tongues, which was suddenly stopped, however, and replaced by a dead silence, at a signal from the long comrade. Then, this young gentleman, going to a little cupboard, returned with a thigh-bone, which in former times must have been part and parcel of some individual at least as long as himself, and placed the same in the hands of Mr Tappertit; who, receiving it as a sceptre and staff of authority, cocked his three-cornered hat fiercely on the top of his head, and mounted a large table, whereon a chair of state, cheerfully ornamented with a couple of skulls, was placed ready for his reception.
He had no sooner assumed this position, than another young gentleman appeared, bearing in his arms a huge clasped book, who made him a profound obeisance, and delivering it to the long comrade, advanced to the table, and turning his back upon it, stood there Atlas-wise. Then, the long comrade got upon the table too; and seating himself in a lower chair than Mr Tappertit"s, with much state and ceremony, placed the large book on the shoulders of their mute companion as deliberately as if he had been a wooden desk, and prepared to make entries therein with a pen of corresponding size.
When the long comrade had made these preparations, he looked towards Mr Tappertit; and Mr Tappertit, flourishing the bone,knocked nine times therewith upon one of the skulls. At the ninth stroke, a third young gentleman emerged from the door leading to the skittle ground, and bowing low, awaited his commands.
"Prentice!" said the mighty captain, "who waits without?"
The "prentice made answer that a stranger was in attendance, who claimed admission into that secret society of "Prentice Knights, and a free participation in their rights, privileges, and immunities. Thereupon Mr Tappertit flourished the bone again, and giving the other skull a prodigious rap on the nose, exclaimed "Admit him!" At these dread words the "prentice bowed once more, and so withdrew as he had come.
There soon appeared at the same door, two other "prentices, having between them a third, whose eyes were bandaged, and who was attired in a bag-wig, and a broad-skirted coat, trimmed with tarnished lace; and who was girded with a sword, in compliance with the laws of the Institution regulating the introduction of candidates, which required them to assume this courtly dress, and kept it constantly in lavender, for their convenience. One of the conductors of this novice held a rusty blunderbuss pointed towards his ear, and the other a very ancient sabre, with which he carved imaginary offenders as he came along in a sanguinary and anatomical manner.
As this silent group advanced, Mr Tappertit fixed his hat upon his head. The novice then laid his hand upon his breast and bent before him. When he had humbled himself sufficiently, the captain ordered the bandage to be removed, and proceeded to eye him over.
"Ha!" said the captain, thoughtfully, when he had concluded this ordeal. "Proceed."
The long comrade read aloud as follows:--"Mark Gilbert. Age, nineteen. Bound to Thomas Curzon, hosier, Golden Fleece, Aldgate.
Loves Curzon"s daughter. Cannot say that Curzon"s daughter loves him. Should think it probable. Curzon pulled his ears last Tuesday week."
"How!" cried the captain, starting.
"For looking at his daughter, please you," said the novice.
"Write Curzon down, Denounced," said the captain. "Put a black cross against the name of Curzon."
"So please you," said the novice, "that"s not the worst--he calls his "prentice idle dog, and stops his beer unless he works to his liking. He gives Dutch cheese, too, eating Cheshire, sir, himself; and Sundays out, are only once a month."
"This," said Mr Tappert;t gravely, "is a flagrant case. Put two black crosses to the name of Curzon."
"If the society," said the novice, who was an ill-looking, one-sided, shambling lad, with sunken eyes set close together in his head--"if the society would burn his house down--for he"s not insured--or beat him as he comes home from his club at night, or help me to carry off his daughter, and marry her at the Fleet, whether she gave consent or no--"
Mr Tappertit waved his grizzly truncheon as an admonition to him not to interrupt, and ordered three black crosses to the name of Curzon.
"Which means," he said in gracious explanation, "vengeance, complete and terrible. "Prentice, do you love the Constitution?"
To which the novice (being to that end instructed by his attendant sponsors) replied "I do!"
"The Church, the State, and everything established--but the masters?" quoth the captain.
Again the novice said "I do."