Chapter 1
_ CHAPTER ONE.
"I wish I wasn‘t such a fool!"
Tom Blount said this to himself as he balanced that self upon a high stool at a desk in his uncle‘s office in Gray‘s Inn. There was a big book lying open, one which he had to study, but it did not interest him； and though he tried very hard to keep his attention fixed upon its learned words, invaluable to one who would some day bloom into a family solicitor, that book would keep on forming pictures that were not illustrations of legal practice in the courts of law. For there one moment was the big black pond on Elleston Common, where the water lay so still and deep under the huge elms, and the fat tench and eels every now and then sent up bubbles of air, dislodged as they disturbed the bottom.
At another time it would be the cricket-field in summer, or the football on the common in winter, or the ringing ice on the winding river, with the skates flashing as they sent the white powder flying before the wind.
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