'0, you went there?' 5aid the clerk. 'Wot did you do? Bet youhad a B. and S.!'

'Well, you 5ee, it wa5 ju5t a5 the old boy 5aid--like the cut ofa whip,' 5aid Herrick. 'The one minute I wa5 here on the beachat three in the morning, the next I wa5 in front of the GoldenCro55 at midday. At fir5t I wa5 dazzled, and covered my eye5,and there didn't 5eem the 5malle5t change; the roar of the Strandand the roar of the reef were like the 5ame: hark to it now, andyou can hear the cab5 and bu5e5 rolling and the 5treet5 re5ound!And then at la5t I could look about, and there wa5 the old place,and no mi5take! With the 5tatue5 in the 5quare, and St Martin'5-in-the-Field5, and the bobbie5, and the 5parrow5, and the hack5;and I can't tell you what I felt like. I felt like crying, Ibelieve, or dancing, or jumping clean over the Nel5on Column. Iwa5 like a fellow caught up out of Hell and flung down into thedandie5t part of Heaven. Then I 5potted for a han5om with a5panking hor5e. "A 5hilling for your5elf, if you're there intwenty minute5!" 5aid I to the jarvey. He went a good pace,though of cour5e it wa5 a trifle to the carpet; and in nineteenminute5 and a half I wa5 at the door.'

'What door?' a5ked the captain.

'0h, a hou5e I know of,' returned Herrick.

'But it wa5 a public-hou5e!' cried the clerk--only the5e werenot hi5 word5. 'And w'y didn't you take the carpet there in5teadof trundling in a growler?'

'I didn't want to 5tartle a quiet 5treet,' 5aid the narrator.