one error in it. It was a portion of Lilly's Grammar, and Ambrose
regarded it with mingled pride and delight, though he longed to go
further into those deeper revelations for the sake of which he had
come here.

Master Hansen then left the youths to strike off a couple of hundred
sheets, after which they were to wash the types and re-arrange the
letters in the compartments in order, whilst he returned to the
stall. The customers requiring his personal attention were
generally late ones. When all this was accomplished, and the pot
put on again in preparation for supper, the lads might use the short
time that remained as they would, and Hansen himself showed Ambrose
a shelf of books concealed by a blue curtain, whence he might read.

Will Wherry showed unconcealed amazement that this should be the
taste of his companion. He himself hated the whole business, and
would never have adopted it, but that he had too many brothers for
all to take to the water on the Thames, and their mother was too
poor to apprentice them, and needed the small weekly pay the
Dutchman gave him. He seemed a good-natured, dull fellow, whom no
doubt Hansen had hired for the sake of the strong arms, developed by
generations of oarsmen upon the river. What he specially disliked
was that his master was a foreigner. The whole court swarmed with
foreigners, he said, with the utmost disgust, as if they were
noxious insects. They made provisions dear, and undersold honest
men, and he wondered the Lord Mayor did not see to it and drive them
out. He did not SO much object to the Dutch, but the Spaniards--no
words could express his horror of them.

By and by, Ambrose going out to fetch some water from the conduit,