An thou cease from study, mine office is gone, thou'lt need no
whipping-boy. Do not turn me away!'
Tom was touched with this pathetic distress. He said, with a right
royal burst of generosity:
'Discomfort thyself no further, lad. Thine office shall be
permanent in thee and thy line, forever.' Then he struck the boy a
light blow on the shoulder with the flat of his sword, exclaiming,
'Rise, Humphrey Marlow, Hereditary Grand Whipping-Boy to the royal
house of England! Banish sorrow- I will betake me to my books again,
and study so ill that they must in justice treble thy wage, so
mightily shall the business of thine office be augmented.'
The grateful Humphrey responded fervidly:
'Thanks, oh, most noble master, this princely lavishness doth
far surpass my most distempered dreams of fortune. Now shall I be
happy all my days, and all the house of Marlow after me.'
Tom had wit enough to perceive that here was a lad who could be
useful to him. He encouraged Humphrey to talk, and he was nothing
loath. He was delighted to believe that he was helping in Tom's
'cure'; for always, as soon as he had finished calling back to Tom's
diseased mind the various particulars of his experiences and
adventures in the royal schoolroom and elsewhere about the palace,
he noticed that Tom was then able to 'recall' the circumstances
quite clearly. At the end of an hour Tom found himself well
freighted with very valuable information concerning personages and
matters pertaining to the court; so he resolved to draw instruction
from this source daily; and to this end he would give order to admit
Humphrey to the royal closet whenever he might come, provided the
majesty of England was not engaged with other people.
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