was the more disinterested in him as he did not expect to see them again, and could only set on foot an organisation by which their instruction could he continued without him. In this he was quite successful. A man known among the "butties" as Pack, who had already been mentioned by Mr Chubb, presently joined the party, and had a private audience of Mr Johnson, that he might be instituted as the "shepherd" of this new flock.
"That's a right down genelman," said Pack, as he took the seat vacated by the orator, who had ridden away.
"What's his trade, think you?" said Gills, the wiry stone-cutter.
"Trade?" said Mr Chubb. "He's one of the top-sawyers of the country. He works with his head, you may see that."
"Let's have our pipes, then," said Old Sleck; "I'm pretty well tired o' jaw."
"So am I," said Dredge. "It's wriggling work—like follering a stoat. It makes a man dry. I'd as lief hear preaching, on'y there's nought to be got by't. I shouldn't know which end I stood on if it wasn't for the tickets and the treatin'."
