No
more! No use asking Mr Morley I know. Water! well, I must
say--and yet, in an official capacity, drinking water is not
so unnatural."
"And Hatton." said Gerard; "they say he has no relations,
eh?"
"They do, and they say wrong. He has a relation; he has a
brother; and I can put you in the way of finding him."
"Well, that looks like business," said Gerard; "and where may
he be?"
"Not here," said their host; "he never put his foot in the
Temple to my knowledge; and lives in a place where they have
as much idea of popular institutions as any Turks or heathen
you ever heard of."
"And where might we find him?" said Stephen.
"What's that?" said their host jumping up and looking around
him. "Here boys, brush about. The American gentleman is a
whittling his name on that new mahogany table. Take him the
printed list of rules, stuck up in a public place, under a
great coat, and fine him five shillings for damaging the
furniture. If he resists (he has paid for his liquor), call
in the police; X. Z. No. 5 is in the bar, taking tea with your
mistress. Now brush."
"And this place is--"
"In the land of mines and minerals," said their host; "about
ten miles from ---.
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