Mr Riley Gives om

        tleman in te cravat and s-frill, taking er so pleasantly ulliver, is Mr Riley: a gentleman    ed for an aueer and appraiser, but large-ed enougo s deal of bonory acquaintances of able s. Mr Riley spoke of suces kindly as `people of tion o a pause. Mr tulliver, not    a particular reason, ained from a sevental of tort by led by arbitration, a all about t of er if everybody    made tulliver raditional opinions; but on one or ts rusted to ed intelled    several questionable clusions, among t, t rats, ed by Old o tell    t Manic    to-day it    triump: ter-po it one ers er, but, big a puzzle as it     got tter of Riley. Mr tulliver took er a little stro be supposed to    iously open in expressing imate of alents.

        But t of versation t    could alaken up again at t aly in tion; and t, as you kno of Mr Rileys advice. ticular reason for remaining silent for a s space after    draugative manner.    a man to make an abrupt transition. ten said, and if you drive your ient. spur, one    ient in aking copious snuff, and sipping gratuitous brandy and er.

        `t i my ulliver at last, in ratourned eadfastly at his panion.

        `Aone of mild i. ly tay of fad t of taking a pincrebly oracular to Mr tulliver.

        `Its a very particlar t on, `its about my boy tom.

        At ted on a loool close by t roused Maggie oms name served as    ant scerrier suspeg misc all events determio fly at any ooom.

        `You see, I    to put o a neulliver, ` Ladyday, an I s er; but after t I    to send o a dheyll make a scholard of him.

        `ell, said Mr Riley, `ter advantage you    give ion. Not, e significe, `not t a man t be an excellent miller and farmer and a so t mucer.

        `I believe you, said Mr tulliver, urning    ts    mean tom to be a miller and farmer. I see no fun i t: o take to ting at me as it ime for me to lay by an tter end. Nay, nay, Ive seen enoug    off before I go to bed. I som an eddication an put o a business, as    for     to pus o mine. Pretty     off    afore Ive lost my teeth.

        tly a point on    strongly, and tus ill unexed for some minutes after motion of to side, and an occasional `Nay, nay, like a subsiding growl.

        toms    o tom, it appeared, urning    of doors, and of making ture in sic by    to be borne, and Maggie jumped up from ool, fetting all about ween    voice,

        `Fatom    be naugo you ever, I know .

        Mrs tulliver    of tending a cullivers    ouc scolded about tly picked it up and looked at it enderness ile girl on t ween his knees.

        `, tnt say no om, eulliver, looking at Maggie urning to Mr Riley, as t ands alking about so as never s bad - its bad, Mr tulliver added, sadly, cation, `a ll turn to trouble, I doubt. But, bless you! - ation ery - `sand em, better nor he folks as are growed up.

        Maggies co flusriump excitement: s Mr Riley     nothing of her before.

        Mr Riley urning over ts    ly looked at her and said,

        `e, e and tell me somet tures - I    to knohey mean.

        Maggie     ation to Mr Rileys elboossing back her mane, while she said,

        `O, Ill tell you    means. Its a dreadful picture, isnt it? But I t    it. t old ers a c o find out    a ly a poor silly old     do    up to    ell you    a rigakes t as people doing ener i make em do w he pleased.

        Mr tulliver eo tion of Maggies rifying wonder.

        ` book is it t    out, at last.

        `"tory of t; by Daniel Defoe; not quite t book for a little girl, said Mr Riley. ` among your books, tulliver?

        Maggie looked    and disced, wher said,

        `s o at Partridges sale. ts a good binding, you see - an I t taylors "; among em; I read in it often of a Sunday (Mr tulliver felt somey    great er because    more of em, sermons mostly, I t t t t it seems one mustnt judge by tside. this is a puzzlin world.

        `ell, said Mr Riley, in an admonitory patronising tone, as ted Maggie on to put by tory of ttier book. tier books?

        `O yes, said Maggie, reviving a little in to vindicate ty of    pretty - but I like tures, and I make stories to tures out of my o "&Aelig;sops Fables" and a book about kangaroos and t;Pilgrims Progress... "

        `Aiful book, said Mr Riley. `You t read a better.

        `ell, but t deal about t, said Maggie, triumply, `and Ill sure of rue s ian.

        Maggie ran in an instant to t o trouble of searc ture sed.

        `o Mr Riley, `And tom coloured s    his eyes.

        `Go, go! said Mr tulliver peremptorily; beginning to feel ratable at to create las alk. It is as I t - ter your mother.

        Maggie s up t once,    not being ined to see after ter by going into a dark er beooms absenegleg its toilette, but lavis t ted unhy appearance.

        `Did you ever ? said Mr tulliver, as Maggie retired. `Its a pity but    t oer cute - bein a good-looking oo, an e of a rare family for managing - but I picked ers o purpose cause s    a-goin to be told ts o t, you see,    sort o soft upid lads and cute s like as if turopsy-turvy. Its an unon puzzlin thing.

        Mr Rileys gravity gave le uion of his pinch of snuff, before he said,

        `But your lads not stupid, is , busy making fisackle; e up to it.

        `ell,    not to say stupid -    a notion ot o door, an a sort o onsense, as     ongue, you see, and    poorly, and t abide tell me, an as srangers, an you never e ttle    is, to send o a simble ongue and    c my son to be even    tart o me ter sc but    as God made it, I could    ofem; but t so ted round and    a bit like em, as Im    at fault, often an often. Everyt so - traighe more youre puzzled.

        Mr tulliver took a draug slo a perfectly saellect is    his insane world.

        `Youre quite in t of it, tulliver, observed Mr Riley. `Better Spend ara ion t ried to do so by a son of mine, if Id    your ready moo play ulliver; and I ers into the bargain.

        `I daresay, noom, Said Mr tulliver, not diverted from h Mr Rileys deficy of ready cash.

        Mr Riley took a pinc Mr tulliver in suspense by a sile seemed deliberative, before he said,

        `I kno ts    is, I    reend any friend of mio send a boy tular sco do better. But if any one ed o get superior instru and training,    master a first-rate felloion to everybody, because I dont tting it, if o try: but I mention it to you, tulliver - between ourselves.

        tulliver ce eager.

        `Ay, nos ing    ant unications.

        `entiously, sting    Mr tulliver to observe t of timulating information.

        `! a parson? said Mr tulliver, ratfully.

        `Yes - and an M.A. tand, t     curacy.

        `Aulliver, to om, then?

        ` is, eaco keep up udies, and a clergyman    little opportunity for t in ies. o take one or to fill up ime profitably. te of t tellings eye tinually.

        `But do you tulliver, s dreadful to tintin him.

        `And ulliver,    told    this admirable M.A. would bear a high price.

        `y    pupils, and    to be mentioned elling, ty t one of t Oxford said, `Stelling mig t     care about uy    man - not s noisy.

        `Ater, a deal better, said Mr tulliver. `But a ys an unon price. I    o payin so muc.

        `A good educatio me tell you, tulliver - a good education is c t Stelling is moderate in erms -    a grasping man. Ive no doubt ake your boy at a s    get many oto do. Ill e to    it, if you like.

        Mr tulliver rubbed    t in a meditative manner.

        `But belike ulliver in terval, `an Ive no opinion o ook    o t bed an packed emup a em as unknoott    ud break my    to send tom , Mr tulliver.

        `You may set your mind at rest on t score, Mrs tulliver, said Mr Riley, `for Stelling is married to as nice a little tle soul in t curly    family, and its not every offer t    quarter. But Stellings not an everyday man. Raticular felloo to be ected    I tion to take your son - I t, on my representation.

        `I dont kno tou, `a nice freso see.

        `But tulliver, turning    Mr Riley, after a long perusal of t. `ouldnt a parson be amost too    t up a lad to be a man o business? My notion o t a sort o learning as lay mostly out o sig isnt    for tom. I    o knoe like print, and see into t folks mean, and o    aable. Its an unon fi is, cluded Mr tulliver, s a man kno paying for it.

        `O my dear tulliver, said Mr Riley, `youre quite under a mistake about t scers are of ters    of men generally...

        `Ay, t Jacobs is, at terposed Mr tulliver.

        `to be sure - men    likely. Noleman by profession and education: and besides t,    . t you may depend upon it, Stelling is not one of ts    me tell you. Drop    and ts enougalk of figures, noo Stelling, `I    my son to be a ti, and you may leave t to him.

        Mr Riley paused a moment, o clerical tutorso an imaginary Mr Stelling tatement, `I    my son to knoic.

        `You see, my dear tulliver, Mr Riley tinued, `ed man, like Stelling,    no loss to take up any brancru. ools, he    make a door as well as a window.

        `Ay, ts true, said Mr tulliver, almost vino t be t of scers.

        `ell, Ill tell you    do it for everybody. Ill see Stellings fat baudport to say t you ellio you, and send you erms.

        `But tulliver, `for I ulliver, you    let tom begin at    t ter, and you see .

        `Ay, ay, Bessy, never bre upo Micap, said Mr tulliver,    Mr Riley ural pride of a man . `But its true t it there, Bessy.

        `It mig to defer t too long, said Mr Riley, quietly, `for Stelling may ions from oties, and I knoake more ter on t elling at oy for sending t I    nobody forestalls you.

        `Ay, t i t, said Mr tulliver.

        `Fatolen unperceived to ening ed lips, urvy and cruss nose against t a long o go? S o see him?

        `I dont know, my wenderly. `Ask Mr Riley, he knows.

        `Maggie came round promptly in front of Mr Riley, and said, `, please Sir?

        `O a long    gentleman ans augo jocosely. `You must borros to get to him.

        `ts nonsense! said Maggie, tossing ily and turning aears springing in o dislike Mr Riley: it     her silly and of no sequence.

        `ions and ctering, said    dotle stool and ongue, do. But, added Mrs tulliver,    wash him and mend him?

        `About fifteen miles - ts all, said Mr Riley. `You    drive te fortably. Or, Stelling is a able, pleasant man; o ay.

        `But its too far off for t, said Mrs tulliver, sadly.

        trance of supper opportunely adjoury, and relieved Mr Riley from ting some solution or promise - a labour elling to ulliver    any positive expectation of a solid, definite advantage resulting to anding tle indications to trary y if it o get on a , and sagacity persuaded t men usually ad speak from distinct motives, ain to e its energies on imaginary game. Plotting covetousness and deliberate trivan order to pass a selfis but in tist: too intense a mental a for many of our felloy of t is easy enougo spoil t taking so mucrouble:    by lazy acquiesd lazy omission, by trivial falsities fances, by maladroit flatteries and clumsily improvised insinuations. e live from o mout of us, e desires - tle else tco satisfy t years crop.

        Mr Riley    cold to, yet even ings ted designs. e uandielling; on trary tle of t M.A. and s - not quite enougo    s a reendation of o ulliver. But elling to be an excellent classic, fadsby    cousin utor: e observation ure of t t Mudport Free Sding Latin generally, icular Latin    ready. Doubtless tle aroma from act ute and t it o be distinctly reisable as classical, and i style. telling    is. But a man ion could teacelling,    dinner on a political occasion and ted    it impsons o be expected of a Mudport man from t Ursula t    omit to do a good turn to a son-in-laimpsons, for timpson    useful and iial men in to put into t e apart from any mo, from less s into    isfa to o say to timpson on urn impson ers: Mr Riley felt for impsons face s lig to    on a Sunday for nearly fifteen years: it ural utor. Moreover, Mr Riley kneer elling? ulliver    is alo say you o give. And if you deliver an opinion at all, it is mere stupidity not to do it ion and    your    it, and naturally get fond of it. telling to begin    all ing o tion of a man reended on sucy, and    on t, t if Mr tulliver o send tom to Stelling, Mr Riley would    hhly pig-headed fellow.

        If you blame Mr Riley very severely fiving a reendation on suc grounds, I must say you are rationeer and appraister ty years ago, ed to ma a delicate scrupulosity lemen of t advaage of morality?

        Besides, a man ain from doing a good-natured a, and one t be good-natured all round. Nature ers an inve parasite on an animal toe. If Mr Riley ion t    based on valid evidence,    elling to a paying pupil, and t    leman. sider, too, t all t little dim ideas and placies - of standing impson, of dispensing advice ional respect, of saying somet empically, e ingredients t    aloo make up Mr Rileys sciousness on this occasion, would have been a mere blank.
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