could not help thinking it at times sufficiently whimsical and preposterous.  He had even gone so far, occasionally, as to send Jack a list of those to whom he proposed giving the usherships, accompanied with a polite note, in some such terms as these, “Squire Bull presents his respects, and begs his good friend Jack will read over the enclosed list, and take the trouble of choosing for himself;” a request with which Jack was always ready to comply.  And, further, as Jack had always a great hankering after little-goes and penny subscriptions of every kind, and was eternally trumpeting forth some new nostrum or scheme of this kind, as he used to call it, the Squire had been prevailed upon to purchase from him a good many tickets for these schemes from time to time, for which he always paid in hard cash, though I have never heard that any of them turned up prizes, except it may have been to Jack himself.

Jack, as we have said, grew bolder as the Squire became more complying, thinking that, in the matter of these appointments, as he had once got his hand in, it would be his own fault if he could not contrive to wriggle in his whole body.  It so happened, too, that just about the very time that one of John’s usherships became vacant, one of those atrabilious and hypochondriac fits came over Jack, with which, as we have said, he was periodically afflicted, and which, though they certainly unsettled his brain a little, only served, as in the case of other lunatics, to render him, during the paroxysm, more cunning, inventive, and mischievous.  After moving about in a moping way for a day or two—­mumbling in corners, and pretending to fall on his knees, in his old fashion, in the midst of the street, he suddenly got up, flung his broad-brimmed beaver into the kennel, trampled his wig in the dirt, so as to expose his large ears as of old, ran home, pulled his rusty black doublet out of the chest where it had lain for years, squeezing it on as he best could—­for he had got somewhat corpulent in the mean time—­and thus transfigured, he set out to consult the village attorney, with whom it was observed he remained closeted for several hours, turning over Burns’ Justice, and perusing an office-copy of his indenture with the Squire—­a planetary conjunction from which those who were astrologically given boded no good.

What passed between these worthies on this occasion—­whether the attorney really persuaded Jack that, if he set about it, he would undertake to find him a flaw in his contract with Squire Bull, which would enable him to take the matter of the usherships into his own hand, and to do as he pleased; or whether Jack—­as he seemed afterwards to admit in private—­believed nothing of what the attorney told him, but was resolved to take advantage of the Squire’s good-nature, and to run all risks as to the result, ’tis hard to say.  Certain it was, however, that Jack posted down at once from the attorney’s chamber to the village school, which happened to be then vacant,