第8章

heworeinhisbelt,lookedtoasmallerchestbeneathhisseat,in whichtherewereafewsmith’stools,acoupleoftorches,anda tinderbox.Forhewasfurnishedwiththatcompletenessthatifthe coach-lampshadbeenblownandstormedout,whichdid occasionallyhappen,hehadonlytoshuthimselfupinside,keep theflintandsteelsparkswelloffthestraw,andgetalightwith tolerablesafetyandease(ifhewerelucky)infiveminutes. “Tom!”softlyoverthecoach-roof. “Hallo,Joe.” “Didyouhearthemessage?” “Idid,Joe.” “Whatdidyoumakeofit,Tom?” “Nothingatall,Joe.” “That’sacoincidence,too,”theguardmused,“forImadethe sameofitmyself.” Jerry,leftaloneinthemistanddarkness,dismounted meanwhile,notonlytoeasehisspenthorse,buttowipethemud fromhisface,andshakethewetoutofhishat-brim,whichmight becapableofhold