havenotspaceheretodescribeindetailthefurthereventsofhislife——how，receivingatelegramfromtheKingoftheZanzibarsabouttheplagueofrats，hetookshipwithhiscatandAldermanFitzwarrenandhiswife，howtheywereallswallowedbyawhale，castupbyamostluckychanceontheZanzibars，nearlycookedbythenatives，andrescuedbytheKingoftheZanzibars’beautifuldaughter，killedalltherats，weregivenahugefeast，withdanceandsong，andfinallyDick，althoughtemptedbytheduskyPrincess，refusedalargefortuneandreturnedtoAliceofEastcheap，thetrueladyofhisheart。Therewere，ofcourse，manyotherthings，suchastheaspirationsandmisadventuresofMrs。Fitzwarren，thedeep-
voicedladywhohadalreadysogreatlyamusedJeremy。AndthentherewasaTransformationScene，inwhichrosesturnedintotulipsandtulipsintotheHallofGold，downwhoseblazingstepsmarchedstoutrepresentativesofallthenations。
Itwasinthemiddleofthislastthrillingspectacle，whenJeremy’sheartwasinhismouthandhewassodeeplyexcitedthathedidnotknowwhetheritwereheortheladynexttohimwhowaseatingpeppermints，thathisunclepluckedhimbythesleeveandsaidinhisear：“Comeon。It’scloseontheend。Wemustgo。“
Jeremyveryreluctantlygotup，andstumbledoutoverkneesandlegsandexclamationslike：
“There’sJapan！““No，itain’t；it’sChiney！““You’safine，heartyyoungwoman！“andsoon。Hewasdraggedthroughtheblackcurtain，downthestonesteps，andintothestreet。
“Butitwasn’ttheend，“hesaid。
“Itwillbeinoneminute，“saidhisuncle。“AndIwantustogethomefirst。“
“Why？“saidJeremy。
“Neveryoumind。Comeon；we’llraceit。“
Theyarrivedhomebreathless，andthen，onceagainintheoldfamiliarhall，UncleSamuelsaid：
“Nowyounipuptothenursery，andthenthey’llneverknowyou’vebeenoutatall。“
“Neverknow？“saidJeremy。“Butyousaidthey’dsentforme。“
“Well，“saidUncleSamuel，“thatwasn’texactlytrue。Asamatteroffact，theydon’tknowyouwerethere。“
“Oh！“saidJeremy，thecornerofhismouthturningdown。“ThenI’vetoldalieagain！“
“Nonsense！“saidUncleSamuelimpatiently。“Itwasn’tyou；itwasI。“
“Anddoesn’titmatteryourtellinglies？“askedJeremy。
Theanswertothisdifficultquestionwas，happilyforUncleSamuel，interruptedbythearrivalofthehousehold，whohadcareenedupOrangeStreetinacab。
WhenMr。andMrs。ColesawJeremystandinginthehall，hisgreatcoatstillonandhismufflerroundhisneck，therewasafinesceneofwonderandamazement。
UncleSamuelexplained。“Itwasmyfault。Itoldhimyou’dforgivenhimandsentforhimtocome，afterall。He’sinanawfulstatenowthatyoushouldn’tforgivehim。“
WhatevertheythoughtofUncleSamuel，thiswasobviouslyneitherthetimenortheplacetospeakout。Mrs。Colelookedatherson。
Hisbodydefiant，sleepy，excited。Hismouthwasobstinate，buthiseyesappealedtoheronthesceneofthecommonmarvellousexperiencethattheyhadjustenjoyed。
Shehuggedhim。
“Andyouwon’ttellalieagain，willyou，Jeremy，dear？“
“Oh，no！“Andthen，hurryingon：“Andwhentheoldwomantumbleddownthesteps，Mother，wasn’titlovely？AndthefairiesinDickWhittington’ssleep，andwhenthefurnitureallfellallovertheplace——“
Hewentslowlyupstairstothenursery，thehappiestboyinthekingdom。Butthroughallhishappinesstherewasthispuzzle：UncleSamuelhadtoldalie，andnoonehadthoughtthatitmattered。
Thereweregoodliesandbadonesthen。Orwasitthatgrown-uppeoplecouldtellliesandchildrenmustn’t？……
Hetumbledintothewarm，lightednurseryhalfasleep。TherewasHamletwatchinginfrontoftheJampot’ssewingmachine。
Hewouldhavethingstothinkaboutforyearsandyearsandyears……
TherewastheJampot。
“I’msorryIcalledyouabeastlywoman，“hesaid。
Shesniffed。
“Well，Ihopeyou’llbeagoodboynow，“shesaid。
“Oh，I’llbegood，“hesmiled。“But，Nurse，aretheresomepeoplecantellliesandothersmustn’t？“
“AllthemthattellliesgoestoHell，“saidtheJampot。“Andnow，MasterJeremy，comealongandtakeyourthingsoff。It’spasteleven，andwhatyou’llbeliketo-morrow——“
CHAPTERIV
MISSJONES
I
ThecomingofthenewyearmeantthegoingoftheJampot，andthegoingoftheJampotmeantthebreakingofalife-time’straditions。
Thedeparturewasdepressingandunsettling；theweatherwas——asitalwaysisduringJanuaryinGlebeshire——atitsworst，andtheJampot，feelingitallverydeeply，maintainedaterribleSpartancomposure，whichwasmeanttoshowindifferenceandasenseofinjustice。Shehadtotheverylastbelieveditincrediblethatsheshouldreallygo。ShehadbeenintheoldOrangeStreethouseforeightyears，andhadintendedtobethereuntilshedied。ShewasforcedtoadmitthatMasterJeremywasgoingbeyondher；butinSeptemberhewouldgotoschool，andthenshecouldhelpwiththesewingandotherthingsaboutthehouse。Therealtruthofthematterwasthatshehadneverbeenaverygoodservant，havingtoomuchoftheGlebeshireprideandindependenceandtoolittleoftheGlebeshirefidelity。
Mrs。ColehadbeengladoftheopportunitythatHamlet’sarrivalinthefamilyhadgivenher。TheJampot，onlyaweekbeforethedateofherdeparture，cametohermistressandbegged，withfloodsoftears，tobeallowedtocontinueinherservice。ButMrs。Cole，withallherplacidity，wasfirm。TheJampothadtogo。
IwouldliketopaintapleasantpictureofthesentimentoftheColechildrenonthistouchingoccasion；something，perhaps，intheveinoftragi-comedywithwhichMr。KennethGrahamembroidersasimilaroccasioninhisfamousmasterpiece——butinthiscasetherewasverylittlesentimentandnotragedyatall。Theydidnotthinkoftheeventbeforehand，andthenwhenitsuddenlyoccurredtherewasalltheexcitementofbeinglookedafterbyRose，thehousemaid，ofhavingalongertimewiththeirmotherintheevening，and，bestofall，adelightfulwalkwithAuntAmy，whosevirginalpeaceofmindtheyattackedfromeverypossiblequarter。
TheJampotleftinahighstateofsulks，declaringtothekitchenthatnowomanhadeverbeensounfairlytreated；thathermarriedsisterSarahFrancis，ofRafiel，withwhomshewasnowtolive，shouldbetoldallaboutit，andthatthecitizensofRafielshouldbecompelledtosympathise。Thechildrenwerenotunfeeling，buttheyhatedtheJampot’ssulks，andwhileshewaitedinthenursery，longingforawordormovementofaffection，butwearingafaceofstonydisapproval，theystoodawkwardlybeholdingher，andachingforhertogo。ShewasthemoreunapproachableinthatsheworeherSundaysilksandaheavyblackbonnetwithshinyrattlingglobesofsomedarkmetalthatnoddedandbeckedandbowedlikelivethings。
Hamlet，whohad，ofcourse，alwayshatedtheJampot，barkedatthisbonnetfuriously，andwouldhavebittenatithaditbeenwithinhisreach。Shehadmeanttoleavethemallwithlittlesentencesaboutlifeandmorals；butthenoiseofthedog，theindifferenceofthechildren，andthegeneralairofimpatienceforherdeparturestrangledheraphorisms。PoorJampot！Shewasdepartingtoamarriedsisterwhodidnotwanther，andwouldoftentellherso；herprospectsinlifewerenotbright，anditissadtothinkthatnoinhabitantoftheOrangeStreethousefeltanysorrowatthesightofthelastgesticulatingwaveofherblackbonnetasshesteppedintotheoldmouldyPolchestercab。
“TheKingisdead——longlivetheKing！“TheJampotasapowerintheColefamilyhasceasedtobe。
ThedayfollowingtheJampot’sdepartureofferedupthenewsthat，forthefirsttimeinthehistoryoftheColes，therewastobeagoverness。Theword“governess“hadanawfulsound，andthechildrentrembledwithamixtureofdelightandterror。Jeremypretendedindifference。
“It’sonlyanotherwoman，“hesaid。“She’llbeliketheJampot——
only，alady，soshewon’tbeabletopunishusastheJampotcould。“
IexpectthatMr。andMrs。Colehadgreatdifficultyinfindinganyonewhowoulddo。Thirtyyearsagogovernesseswereanincapablerace，andbelongedtoocloselyeithertotheBeckySharportheAmeliatypetobeverysatisfactory。ItwasthenthattheNewWomanwasburstinguponthescene，butshewasnottobefoundamongstthegovernesses。NooneinPolchesterhadlearntyettocycleinrationalcostume，itwasseveralyearsbeforethepublicationof“TheHeavenlyTwins，“andMr。Trollope’sLilysandLucyswerestillconsideredtheidealofEngland’smaidenhood。Mrs。Cole，therefore，hadtochoosebetweenidioticyoungwomenandcrabbedoldmaids，andshefinallychoseanoldmaid。Idon’tthinkthatMissJoneswastheverybestchoicethatshecouldhavemade，buttimewasshort。
Jeremy，aidedbyHamlet，wasgrowingterriblyindependent，andMr。
Colehadneitherthehumournorthecouragetodealwithhim。No，MissJoneswasnotideal，buttheDeanhadstronglyrecommendedher。
ItistruethattheDeanhadneverseenher，butherbrother，withwhomshehadlivedformanyyears，hadoncebeentheDean’scurate。
Itwastruethathehadbeenafailureasacurate，butthatmadetheDeanthemoreanxioustobekindnowtohismemory，he——Mr。