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DATA MINING
A Tutorial-Based Primer
SECOND EDITION
Chapman & Hall/CRC
Data Mining and Knowledge Discovery Series
SERIES EDITOR
Vipin Kumar
University of Minnesota
Department of Computer Science and Engineering
Minneapolis, Minnesota, U.S.A.
PUBLISHED TITLES
ACCELERATING DISCOVERY: MINING UNSTRUCTURED INFORMATION FOR
HYPOTHESIS GENERATION
Scott Spangler
ADVANCES IN MACHINE LEARNING AND DATA MINING FOR ASTRONOMY
Michael J. Way, Jeffrey D. Scargle, Kamal M. Ali, and Ashok N. Srivastava
BIOLOGICAL DATA MINING
Jake Y. Chen and Stefano Lonardi
COMPUTATIONAL BUSINESS ANALYTICS
Subrata Das
COMPUTATIONAL INTELLIGENT DATA ANALYSIS FOR SUSTAINABLE
DEVELOPMENT
Ting Yu, Nitesh V. Chawla, and Simeon Simoff
COMPUTATIONAL METHODS OF FEATURE SELECTION
Huan Liu and Hiroshi Motoda
CONSTRAINED CLUSTERING: ADVANCES IN ALGORITHMS, THEORY,
AND APPLICATIONS
Sugato Basu, Ian Davidson, and Kiri L. Wagstaff
CONTRAST DATA MINING: CONCEPTS, ALGORITHMS, AND APPLICATIONS
Guozhu Dong and James Bailey
DATA CLASSIFICATION: ALGORITHMS AND APPLICATIONS
Charu C. Aggarwal
DATA CLUSTERING: ALGORITHMS AND APPLICATIONS
Charu C. Aggarwal and Chandan K. Reddy
DATA CLUSTERING IN C++: AN OBJECT-ORIENTED APPROACH
Guojun Gan
DATA MINING: A TUTORIAL-BASED PRIMER, SECOND EDITION
Richard J. Roiger
DATA MINING FOR DESIGN AND MARKETING
Yukio Ohsawa and Katsutoshi Yada
DATA MINING WITH R: LEARNING WITH CASE STUDIES, SECOND EDITION
Luís Torgo
EVENT MINING: ALGORITHMS AND APPLICATIONS
Tao Li
FOUNDATIONS OF PREDICTIVE ANALYTICS
James Wu and Stephen Coggeshall
GEOGRAPHIC DATA MINING AND KNOWLEDGE DISCOVERY,
SECOND EDITION
Harvey J. Miller and Jiawei Han
GRAPH-BASED SOCIAL MEDIA ANALYSIS
Ioannis Pitas
HANDBOOK OF EDUCATIONAL DATA MINING
Cristóbal Romero, Sebastian Ventura, Mykola Pechenizkiy, and Ryan S.J.d. Baker
HEALTHCARE DATA ANALYTICS
Chandan K. Reddy and Charu C. Aggarwal
INFORMATION DISCOVERY ON ELECTRONIC HEALTH RECORDS
Vagelis Hristidis
INTELLIGENT TECHNOLOGIES FOR WEB APPLICATIONS
Priti Srinivas Sajja and Rajendra Akerkar
INTRODUCTION TO PRIVACY-PRESERVING DATA PUBLISHING: CONCEPTS
AND TECHNIQUES
Benjamin C. M. Fung, Ke Wang, Ada Wai-Chee Fu, and Philip S. Yu
KNOWLEDGE DISCOVERY FOR COUNTERTERRORISM AND
LAW ENFORCEMENT
David Skillicorn
KNOWLEDGE DISCOVERY FROM DATA STREAMS
João Gama
MACHINE LEARNING AND KNOWLEDGE DISCOVERY FOR
ENGINEERING SYSTEMS HEALTH MANAGEMENT
Ashok N. Srivastava and Jiawei Han
MINING SOFTWARE SPECIFICATIONS: METHODOLOGIES AND APPLICATIONS
David Lo, Siau-Cheng Khoo, Jiawei Han, and Chao Liu
MULTIMEDIA DATA MINING: A SYSTEMATIC INTRODUCTION TO
CONCEPTS AND THEORY
Zhongfei Zhang and Ruofei Zhang
MUSIC DATA MINING
Tao Li, Mitsunori Ogihara, and George Tzanetakis
NEXT GENERATION OF DATA MINING
Hillol Kargupta, Jiawei Han, Philip S. Yu, Rajeev Motwani, and Vipin Kumar
RAPIDMINER: DATA MINING USE CASES AND BUSINESS ANALYTICS
APPLICATIONS
Markus Hofmann and Ralf Klinkenberg
RELATIONAL DATA CLUSTERING: MODELS, ALGORITHMS,
AND APPLICATIONS
Bo Long, Zhongfei Zhang, and Philip S. Yu
SERVICE-ORIENTED DISTRIBUTED KNOWLEDGE DISCOVERY
Domenico Talia and Paolo Trunfio
SPECTRAL FEATURE SELECTION FOR DATA MINING
Zheng Alan Zhao and Huan Liu
STATISTICAL DATA MINING USING SAS APPLICATIONS, SECOND EDITION
George Fernandez
SUPPORT VECTOR MACHINES: OPTIMIZATION BASED THEORY,
ALGORITHMS, AND EXTENSIONS
Naiyang Deng, Yingjie Tian, and Chunhua Zhang
TEMPORAL DATA MINING
Theophano Mitsa
TEXT MINING: CLASSIFICATION, CLUSTERING, AND APPLICATIONS
Ashok N. Srivastava and Mehran Sahami
TEXT MINING AND VISUALIZATION: CASE STUDIES USING OPEN-SOURCE
TOOLS
Markus Hofmann and Andrew Chisholm
THE TOP TEN ALGORITHMS IN DATA MINING
Xindong Wu and Vipin Kumar
UNDERSTANDING COMPLEX DATASETS: DATA MINING WITH MATRIX
DECOMPOSITIONS
David Skillicorn
DATA MINING
A Tutorial-Based Primer
SECOND EDITION
Richard J. Roiger
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Contents
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viii ◾ Contents
BIBLIOGRAPHY, 461
INDEX, 465
List of Figures
xvii
xviii ◾ List of Figures
Figure 5.15 A scatterplot comparing age and life insurance promotion. 156
Figure 5.16 A decision tree process model. 157
Figure 5.17 A decision tree for the credit card promotion database. 158
Figure 5.18 A decision tree in descriptive form. 158
Figure 5.19 A list of operator options. 159
Figure 5.20 Customer churn—A training and test set scenario. 160
Figure 5.21 Removing instances of unknown outcome from the churn data set. 161
Figure 5.22 Partitioning the customer churn data. 162
Figure 5.23 The customer churn data set. 163
Figure 5.24 Filter Examples has removed all instances of unknown outcome. 163
Figure 5.25 A decision tree for the customer churn data set. 164
Figure 5.26 Output of the Apply Model operator. 164
Figure 5.27 A performance vector for the customer churn data set. 165
Figure 5.28 Adding a subprocess to the main process window. 166
Figure 5.29 A subprocess for data preprocessing. 167
Figure 5.30 Creating and saving a decision tree model. 168
Figure 5.31 Reading and applying a saved model. 169
Figure 5.32 An Excel file stores model predictions. 169
Figure 5.33 Testing a model using cross-validation. 170
Figure 5.34 A subprocess to read and filter customer churn data. 171
Figure 5.35 Nested subprocesses for cross-validation. 171
Figure 5.36 Performance vector for a decision tree tested using cross-validation. 172
Figure 5.37 Subprocess for the Tree to Rules operator. 174
Figure 5.38 Building a model with the Tree to Rules operator. 174
Figure 5.39 Rules generated by the Tree to Rules operator. 175
Figure 5.40 Performance vector for the customer churn data set. 175
Figure 5.41 A process design for rule induction. 176
Figure 5.42 Adding the Discretize by Binning operator. 177
Figure 5.43 Covering rules for customer churn data. 177
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Figure 5.44 Performance vector for the covering rules of Figure 5.43. 178
Figure 5.45 Process design for subgroup discovery. 179
Figure 5.46 Subprocess design for subgroup discovery. 179
Figure 5.47 Rules generated by the Subgroup Discovery operator. 180
Figure 5.48 Ten rules identifying likely churn candidates. 181
Figure 5.49 Generating association rules for the credit card promotion database. 182
Figure 5.50 Preparing data for association rule generation. 183
Figure 5.51 Interface for listing association rules. 184
Figure 5.52 Association rules for the credit card promotion database. 184
Figure 5.53 Market basket analysis template. 185
Figure 5.54 The pivot operator rotates the example set. 186
Figure 5.55 Association rules for the Market Basket Analysis template. 186
Figure 5.56 Process design for clustering gamma-ray burst data. 188
Figure 5.57 A partial clustering of gamma-ray burst data. 189
Figure 5.58 Three clusters of gamma-ray burst data. 189
Figure 5.59 Decision tree illustrating a gamma-ray burst clustering. 190
Figure 5.60 A descriptive form of a decision tree showing a clustering
of gamma-ray burst data. 190
Figure 5.61 Benchmark performance for nearest neighbor classification. 192
Figure 5.62 Main process design for nearest neighbor classification. 192
Figure 5.63 Subprocess for nearest neighbor classification. 193
Figure 5.64 Forward selection subprocess for nearest neighbor classification. 193
Figure 5.65 Performance vector when forward selection is used for choosing
attributes. 194
Figure 5.66 Unsupervised clustering for attribute evaluation. 197
Figure 6.1 A seven-step KDD process model. 200
Figure 6.2 The Acme credit card database. 203
Figure 6.3 A process model for detecting outliers. 205
Figure 6.4 Two outlier instances from the diabetes patient data set. 206
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Figure 6.5 Ten outlier instances from the diabetes patient data set. 207
Figure 7.1 Components for supervised learning. 222
Figure 7.2 A normal distribution. 225
Figure 7.3 Random samples from a population of 10 elements. 226
Figure 7.4 A process model for comparing three competing models. 239
Figure 7.5 Subprocess for comparing three competing models. 240
Figure 7.6 Cross-validation test for a decision tree with maximum depth = 5. 240
Figure 7.7 A matrix of t-test scores. 241
Figure 7.8 ANOVA comparing three competing models. 241
Figure 7.9 ANOVA operators for comparing nominal and numeric attributes. 242
Figure 7.10 The grouped ANOVA operator comparing class and maximum heart
rate. 243
Figure 7.11 The ANOVA matrix operator for the cardiology patient data set. 243
Figure 7.12 A process model for creating a lift chart. 244
Figure 7.13 Preprocessing the customer churn data set. 245
Figure 7.14 Output of the Apply Model operator for the customer churn data set. 245
Figure 7.15 Performance vector for customer churn. 246
Figure 7.16 A Pareto lift chart for customer churn. 247
Figure 8.1 A fully connected feed-forward neural network. 254
Figure 8.2 The sigmoid evaluation function. 257
Figure 8.3 A 3 × 3 Kohonen network with two input-layer nodes. 260
Figure 8.4 Connections for two output-layer nodes. 266
Figure 9.1 Graph of the XOR function. 272
Figure 9.2 XOR training data. 273
Figure 9.3 Satellite image data. 274
Figure 9.4 Weka four graphical user interfaces (GUIs) for XOR training. 275
Figure 9.5 Backpropagation learning parameters. 276
Figure 9.6 Architecture for the XOR function. 278
Figure 9.7 XOR training output. 278
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Figure 10.17 Green and red have been removed from the satellite image data set. 305
Figure 10.18 Correlation matrix for the satellite image data set. 306
Figure 10.19 Neural network model for predicting customer churn. 307
Figure 10.20 Preprocessing the customer churn data. 308
Figure 10.21 Cross-validation subprocess for customer churn. 308
Figure 10.22 Performance vector for customer churn. 309
Figure 10.23 Process for creating and saving a neural network model. 309
Figure 10.24 Process model for reading and applying a neural network model. 310
Figure 10.25 Neural network output for predicting customer churn. 310
Figure 10.26 SOM process model for the cardiology patient data set. 312
Figure 10.27 Clustered instances of the cardiology patient data set. 312
Figure 11.1 RapidMiner’s naïve Bayes operator. 325
Figure 11.2 Subprocess for applying naïve Bayes to customer churn data. 326
Figure 11.3 Naïve Bayes Distribution Table for customer churn data. 326
Figure 11.4 Naïve Bayes performance vector for customer churn data. 327
Figure 11.5 Life insurance promotion by gender. 328
Figure 11.6 Naïve Bayes model with output attribute = LifeInsPromo. 329
Figure 11.7 Predictions for the life insurance promotion. 329
Figure 11.8 Hyperplanes separating the circle and star classes. 330
Figure 11.9 Hyperplanes passing through their respective support vectors. 331
Figure 11.10 Maximal margin hyperplane separating the star and circle classes. 335
Figure 11.11 Loading the nine instances of Figure 11.8 into the Explorer. 338
Figure 11.12 Invoking SMO model. 339
Figure 11.13 Disabling data normalization/standardization. 339
Figure 11.14 The SMO-created MMH for the data shown in Figure 11.8. 340
Figure 11.15 Applying mySVM to the cardiology patient data set. 341
Figure 11.16 Normalized cardiology patient data. 342
Figure 11.17 Equation of the MMH for the cardiology patient data set. 342
Figure 11.18 Actual and predicted output for the cardiology patient data. 343
List of Figures ◾ xxv
Figure 11.19 Performance vector for the cardiology patient data. 343
Figure 11.20 A linear regression model for the instances of Figure 11.8. 345
Figure 11.21 Main process window for applying RapidMiner’s linear regression
operator to the gamma-ray burst data set. 346
Figure 11.22 Subprocess windows for the Gamma Ray burst experiment. 346
Figure 11.23 Linear regression—actual and predicted output for the gamma-ray
burst data set. 347
Figure 11.24 Summary statistics and the linear regression equation for the
gamma-ray burst data set. 347
Figure 11.25 Scatterplot diagram showing the relationship between t90 and t50. 348
Figure 11.26 Performance vector resulting from the application of linear
regression to the gamma-ray burst data set. 348
Figure 11.27 A generic model tree. 349
Figure 11.28 The logistic regression equation. 351
Figure 12.1 A Cobweb-created hierarchy. 363
Figure 12.2 Applying EM to the gamma-ray burst data set. 366
Figure 12.3 Removing correlated attributes from the gamma-ray burst data set. 367
Figure 12.4 An EM clustering of the gamma-ray burst data set. 367
Figure 12.5 Summary statistics for an EM clustering of the gamma-ray burst data set. 368
Figure 12.6 Decision tree representing a clustering of the gamma-ray burst data set. 368
Figure 12.7 The decision tree of Figure 12.6 in descriptive form. 369
Figure 12.8 Classes of the sensor data set. 370
Figure 12.9 Generic object editor allows us to specify the number of clusters. 370
Figure 12.10 Classes to clusters summary statistics. 371
Figure 12.11 Unsupervised genetic clustering. 372
Figure 13.1 A process model for extracting historical market data. 380
Figure 13.2 Historical data for XIV. 381
Figure 13.3 Time-series data with numeric output. 382
Figure 13.4 Time-series data with categorical output. 383
Figure 13.5 Time-series data for processing with RapidMiner. 383
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xxix
xxx ◾ List of Tables
Data mining is the process of finding interesting patterns in data. The objective of data
mining is to use discovered patterns to help explain current behavior or to predict future
outcomes. Several aspects of the data mining process can be studied. These include
A single book cannot concentrate on all areas of the data mining process. Although
we furnish some detail about all aspects of data mining and knowledge discovery, our
primary focus is centered on model building and testing, as well as on interpreting and
validating results.
OBJECTIVES
I wrote the text to facilitate the following student learning goals:
• Understand what data mining is and how data mining can be employed to solve real
problems
• Recognize whether a data mining solution is a feasible alternative for a specific
problem
• Step through the knowledge discovery process and write a report about the results of
a data mining session
• Know how to apply data mining software tools to solve real problems
• Apply basic statistical and nonstatistical techniques to evaluate the results of a data
mining session
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xxxii ◾ Preface
• Recognize several data mining strategies and know when each strategy is appropriate
• Develop a comprehensive understanding of how several data mining techniques
build models to solve problems
• Develop a general awareness about the structure of a data warehouse and how a data
warehouse can be used
• Understand what online analytical processing (OLAP) is and how it can be applied
to analyze data
• Chapter 5 is all about data mining using RapidMiner Studio, a powerful open-source
and code-free version of RapidMiner’s commercial product. RapidMiner uses a
drag and drop workflow paradigm for building models to solve complex problems.
RapidMiner’s intuitive user interface, visualization capabilities, and assortment of
operators for preprocessing and mining data are second to none.
• This edition covers what are considered to be the top 10 data mining algorithms
(Wu and Kumar, 2009). Nine of the algorithms are used in one or more tutorials.
• Tutorials have been added for attribute selection, dealing with imbalanced data, out-
lier analysis, time-series analysis, and mining textual data.
• Over 90% of the tutorials are presented using both Weka and RapidMiner. This
allows readers maximum flexibility for their hands-on data mining experience.
INTENDED AUDIENCE
I developed most of the material for this book while teaching a one-semester data mining
course open to students majoring or minoring in business or computer science. In writing
this text, I directed my attention toward four groups of individuals:
CHAPTER FEATURES
I take the approach that model building is both an art and a science best understood from
the perspective of learning by doing. My view is supported by several features found within
the pages of the text. The following is a partial list of these features.
• Simple, detailed examples. I remove much of the mystery surrounding data mining
by presenting simple, detailed examples of how the various data mining techniques
build their models. Because of its tutorial nature, the text is appropriate as a self-study
guide as well as a college-level textbook for a course about data mining and knowl-
edge discovery.
• Overall tutorial style. All examples in Chapters 4, 5, 9, and 10 are tutorials. Selected
sections in Chapters 6, 7, 11, 12, 13, and 14 offer easy-to-follow, step-by-step tutorials
xxxiv ◾ Preface
for performing data analytics. All selected section tutorials are highlighted for easy
differentiation from regular text.
• Data sets for data mining. A variety of data sets from business, medicine, and science
are ready for data mining.
• Key term definitions. Each chapter introduces several key terms. A list of definitions
for these terms is provided at the end of each chapter.
• Review questions ask basic questions about the concepts and content found
within each chapter. The questions are designed to help determine if the reader
understands the major points conveyed in each chapter.
• Data mining questions require the reader to use one or several data mining tools
to perform data mining sessions.
CHAPTER CONTENT
The ordering of the chapters and the division of the book into separate parts is based
on several years of experience in teaching courses on data mining. Section I introduces
material that is fundamental to understanding the data mining process. The presenta-
tion is informal and easy to follow. Basic data mining concepts, strategies, and tech-
niques are introduced. Students learn about the types of problems that can be solved
with data mining.
Once the basic concepts are understood, Section II provides the tools for knowledge
discovery with detailed tutorials taking you through the knowledge discovery process.
The fact that data preprocessing is fundamental to successful data mining is empha-
sized. Also, special attention is given to formal data mining evaluation techniques.
Section III is all about neural networks. A conceptual and detailed presentation is offered
for feed-forward networks trained with backpropagation learning and self-organizing
maps for unsupervised clustering. Section III contains several tutorials for neural network
learning with Weka and RapidMiner.
Section IV focuses on several specialized techniques. Topics of current interest such as
time-series analysis, textual data mining, imbalanced and streaming data, as well as Web-
based data mining are described.
Preface ◾ xxxv
• Chapter 1 offers an overview of data analytics and all aspects of the data mining pro-
cess. Special emphasis is placed on helping the student determine when data mining
is an appropriate problem-solving strategy.
• Chapter 2 presents a synopsis of several common data mining strategies and tech-
niques. Basic methods for evaluating the outcome of a data mining session are described.
• Chapter 3 details a decision tree algorithm, the Apriori algorithm for producing asso-
ciation rules, a covering rule algorithm, the K-means algorithm for unsupervised
clustering, and supervised genetic learning. Tools are provided to help determine
which data mining techniques should be used to solve specific problems.
INSTRUCTOR SUPPLEMENTS
The following supplements are provided to help the instructor organize lectures and write
examinations:
• PowerPoint slides. Each figure and table in the text is part of a PowerPoint presenta-
tion. These slides are also offered in PDF format.
• A second set of slides containing the screenshots seen as you work through the
tutorials in Chapters 4 through 14.
• All RapidMiner processes used in the tutorials, demonstrations, and end-of-chapter
exercises are readily available together with simple installation instructions.
• Test questions. Several test questions are provided for each chapter.
• Answers to selected exercises. Answers are given for most of the end-of-chapter
exercises.
• Lesson planner. The lesson planner contains ideas for lecture format and points for
discussion. The planner also provides suggestions for using selected end-of-chapter
exercises in a laboratory setting.
Please note that these supplements are available to qualified instructors only. Contact
your CRC sales representative or get help by visiting https://www.crcpress.com/contactus
to access this material. Supplements will be updated as needed.
Preface ◾ xxxvii
• Cover the following sections to gain enough knowledge to understand the tutorials
presented in later chapters.
• If Weka is your choice, at a minimum, work through Sections 4.1, 4.2, and 4.7 of
Chapter 4.
• If you are focusing on RapidMiner, cover at least Sections 5.1 and 5.2 of Chapter 5.
• Here is a summary of the tutorials given in Chapters 6, 7, 11, 12, 13, and 14.
• Chapter 6: RapidMiner is used to provide a tutorial on outlier analysis.
• Chapter 7: Tutorials are presented using RapidMiner’s T-Test and ANOVA opera-
tors for comparing model performance.
• Chapter 11: Both models are used for tutorials highlighting naive Bayes classifier
and support vector machines.
• Chapter 12: RapidMiner and Weka are used to illustrate unsupervised clustering
with the EM (Expectation Maximization) algorithm.
• Chapter 13: Both RapidMiner and Weka are employed for time-series analysis.
RapidMiner is used for a tutorial on textual data mining. Weka is employed for
a tutorial on ROC curves. RapidMiner is used to give an example of ensemble
learning.
xxxviii ◾ Preface
• Chapter 14: Tutorials are given for creating simple and multidimensional MS
Excel pivot tables.
• Chapter 9 is about neural networks using Weka. Chapter 10 employs RapidMiner
to cover the same material. There are advantages to examining at least some of the
material in both chapters. Weka’s neural network function is able to mine data hav-
ing a numeric output attribute, and RapidMiner’s self-organizing map operator can
perform dimensionality reduction as well as unsupervised clustering.
I am indebted to my editor Randi Cohen for the confidence she placed in me and for allow-
ing me the freedom to make critical decisions about the content of the text. I am very grate-
ful to Dr. Mark Polczynski and found his constructive comments to be particularly helpful
during revisions of the manuscript. Finally, I am most deeply indebted to my wife Suzanne
for her extreme patience, helpful comments, and consistent support.
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herded together, within the space of a few square feet.
A wan, ragged, and unkempt man was sitting on the upturned box,
his elbows on his knees, his hands thrust in the hair that was bushed
over his ears.
He leapt up morosely, savagely, at my entrance, and muttered
something about "More —— spies!"
But I was not born an Irishman for nothing. Three minutes had not
passed before I had won him to friendliness; five minutes had not
gone by before the youngest child was sitting on my knee, listening,
open-mouthed, to stories about a performing dog.
After a little time I said:
"Now I wonder if Timmy there—he's nine, you said, Mrs. Wright—I
wonder whether he's a good hand at shopping, and if he'd come
with me to get a few things at the butcher's, and the baker's, and
the grocer's, and then help me to bring them back? Do you know,
Timmy, I'm a very, very greedy man, and want a cup of tea badly;
and somehow I've got an idea that your mother, here, is a good
hand at making tea; and when you and I come back, I'm going to
beg her to be so very kind as to make me a cup, and then, while all
the rest of you have a cup too, and something to eat with it, I'll
finish that story of mine about the dog."
But I had miscalculated Timmy's strength. He and I stopped at the
first shop we came to—a grocer's—and borrowed a wicker basket. It
had the word "Margarine" stencilled or painted in big black letters on
one side; and by the same token, as, for weeks to come, I had
occasion to borrow that same basket, and came to be a familiar
figure in the streets, I was known and spoken of in the district as
"Mr. Margarine." Into this basket Timmy and I stacked away tea,
sugar, butter, and other groceries. Then we returned to my friend
the woman in the baker's shop, and added to our store a loaf or two
of bread.
"And now, Timmy," I said, "I daresay this kind lady could find you a
piece of cake and a glass of milk. Meanwhile, I'll run across the road
and interview the butcher."
I had hardly entered the butcher's shop before I heard the sudden
pulling up of a horse and cart in the street, and saw the driver
hastily dismounting.
Timmy, supposing I had meant him to follow at once with the
basket, had taken it up, and must have passed out almost at my
heels. Half-way across the street he had suddenly reeled and fallen,
and now lay white and unconscious.
"What's the matter?" I asked the woman who was kneeling beside
him with his head on her arm.
"Oh, nothing!" she answered, bitterly. "You've got eyes in your head,
haven't you, and can see for yourself? He's fainted for want of food
—that's what's the matter. He's only starving!"
CHAPTER XXVII.
RE-ENTER THE DUMPLING.
"He's only starving!" the woman had said. But as I stooped to lift the
frail little figure from the ground, as I hurried with it across the
street and into the baker's shop, there to wet the white lips with a
restorative—a prayer that was like the spurting of blood from a
wound, a prayer that shot a pang of actual physical pain to my heart
—so poignant, so terrible was my remorse—surged up unuttered but
not unheard, within me.
"Lord Christ, lover of little children, spare and heal this Thy stricken
little child. Forgive and pardon such as I, who, living our selfish,
easeful lives, have closed our ears and shut our eyes to the suffering
and the misery around us. Help us to repent. Lash us, if need be,
with Thy whip of pain, burn us, if it seem good to Thee, with the
scorching of fire, but awaken us, arouse us, thaw this cruel, frozen
heart within us, that we be forgetful of the sufferings of these our
fellow-creatures no more. Amen."
And the prayer was heard—as every prayer that is uttered in earnest
is heard—on high. The restorative did its work. The cup of warm
milk, which—perhaps with a thought of Him who said, "And
whosoever shall give to drink one of these little ones a cup of cold
water only ... shall in no wise lose his reward"—was held to his lips
by the good woman, put new life into him; and before long Timmy
and I were able to gather together our belongings, and to return to
No. 18, Cripps Court.
There, his mother brewing the tea, and the rest of the household
sitting around discussing the contents of my basket, I made the
happiest meal of my life. The Wright family were equally happy, and
listened to the continuation of my story of the performing dog with
uproarious laughter.
The mere fact that one, not in their own station of life, could, by
coming among them as one of themselves—asking no questions,
laying down no laws, but by talking to the children, taking the little
ones upon his knee, to show his watch or the dog's head on his
walking-stick—so please and delight them, was to me tragic.
The good fellowship, the realisation of the common bond of human
sympathy which—whether they wear corduroy or broadcloth, silk
hats or coster caps, satin gown or cotton frock—should bind men
and women together, seemed to cheer them in spirit as much, if not
more, than their bodies had been cheered by the food.
After a time Mrs. Wright departed, taking the children with her, to
execute some shopping commissions for me, and then Wright and I
settled down for a chat.
It was not long before I learned his reason for fearing, when I had
first entered, that I was what he had called "another of the ——
spies."
"It's this way, sir," he said. "Two ladies called afore you come. The
missis was out, or she wouldn't have let 'em in, but they came in
without bein' asked, and sat down—at least, one on 'em did—on this
box, and the other, she walked all around the place, sniffing like to
herself, and talking aloud about what she called the 'dirt.'
"'So your name's Wright, and you're out of work, are you?' says the
sitting-down one to me.
"'Yes,' I says, short like.
"'And what church do you attend?'
"'I don't attend none,' I says. 'The missis she goes sometimes of a
Sunday evening, and the kids goes to Sunday school.'
"'And wot church does your wife go to—and what Sunday school do
the children attend?' puts in the other lady, having done all the
sniffing round she could.
"'Wesleyan,' I says.
"'H'm!' she says. 'Dissenters! That's bad! Don't you and your wife
know that the Church of England is the Established Church of the
land, and that it's displeasing to Almighty God—not to say anything
about your wife's duty—in letting the children attend a sectarian
place of worship?'
"'No,' I says; 'I don't.'
"'And what wages do you earn when you're in work, Wright?' she
says.
"'Well,' I says, 'when I was a farm labourer I only made thirteen bob
a week, but since I come to town I got about eighteen shillings
when I was in work.'
"'And how much did you save out of that?'
"'Why, nothink,' I said. 'I 'ad a 'ouse then, and the rent was eight
and six a week; and nine and six don't go far to feed and clothe
five.'
"'Nonsense!' she says. 'You should always put by a percentage of
what you earn, no matter how small it is, against a rainy day. The
improvidence, the thriftlessness, of you poor is criminal! I'm afraid
you're an idle, worthless fellow, Wright,' she says, 'and not deserving
of any help until I see that you've reformed your ways.'"
Then, moved perhaps by the memory of his recent privations, he
suddenly seemed to lose all self-control. Springing to his feet, he
shook his clenched fist in the air, as with flaming face and voice
hoarse with frenzy, he shouted:
"Reform my ways? Idle, worthless fellow, am I? Ah! but the days of
grinding us down are gone. The days of them that oppress the poor
are over! It's Labour that's going to lord it now, and make the laws,
and rule the land. The millions on millions who starve and sweat and
labour are no longer to be the toys and tools of the few thousands
that sweat them, so that the idle few may live on the fat of the land.
The millions have found their leader at last—the man to organise
them into armies, and to lay the mines of the revolution that's close
at hand, the man that's——"
"Cease your ranting!" I interrupted sternly, for his voice had risen to
a screech. "Do you want to arouse the neighbourhood? I've heard all
that stuff before, and from the lips of the man who first uttered it—
for you are not speaking your own words. You are only speaking
words that have been put into your mouth. Wrongs you have, no
doubt, but rant and rioting won't right them, and I tell you——"
I was not allowed to finish the sentence. Someone who had no
doubt been listening in the passage outside suddenly sprang in, and
before I could turn—for my back was to the door—had seized me so
as to pin both my arms to my sides.
I did not need to be told the name of my assailant, to see his face,
or to hear his voice. Only one man whom I had ever met had arms
of such gorilla-like length, of such giant strength.
It was the Dumpling!
CHAPTER XXVIII.
MUTINY AND A MESMERIST.
"You noisy fool, Wright!" he said, still holding me in his iron grip. "I
heard you ranting in the street outside." Then, "Am I hurting you,
Mr. Rissler?" he asked.
Foolishly I opened my mouth to reply, but hardly had I done so
before a handkerchief was thrust between my lips, and stuffed the
next instant half-way down my throat.
"Now, Wright," he said, "you can tie his hands and feet while I hold
him. Do it so that the knot won't give, but carefully, so as not to hurt
him. Come along, my good man! You are very slow! Do as I bid you,
and be quick about it!"
Somewhat to my surprise, and more so, evidently, to the
Dumpling's, Wright refused point-blank.
"I won't," he said, not budging from where he stood. "The
gentleman's been kind to me and mine, and lift a hand against him I
won't."
"Do as I bid you!" was the answer, in a voice that was almost a hiss.
"I won't," was the dogged reply.
The next jiffey I was lifted off my feet by the Dumpling's powerful
arms, and, before I knew what he was about, I was lying upon my
back on the floor, bewildered but unharmed.
Putting a knee upon my chest, and holding me down meanwhile
with both hands, he raised his head and looked Wright straight in
the eyes.
For the space of a few seconds the fellow stood gaping at the
Dumpling as if fascinated. Then his eyes dulled to a fixed, foolish
stare, and finally the lids of them drooped and closed. He was
mesmerised—that fact was evident.
"Open your eyes," the Dumpling commanded.
Wright did so.
"Put your hand in my right-side pocket, and you'll find a strap."
Automatically the other obeyed.
"Strap his ankles securely. No; it is no use your struggling, Rissler,"
he went on, as, getting my feet against the wainscot for leverage, I
put all my strength into an effort to throw him off.
Then, looking over his shoulder, he inquired:
"Have you got that strap, Wright?"
"I have got the strap," the other replied mechanically.
"Then be ready to use it," said the Dumpling. "Slip it around his
ankles when I say 'Now'!"
Still holding me down with both hands, he suddenly straddled his
powerful knees open, as if they had been a pair of nut-crackers, and
the two legs of me—outside which his own legs now lay—the two
halves of a walnut. Then he closed his knees, clipping mine together
within them, as the pair of crackers might clip the shell; and though
I struggled with all my strength, for I was furious at finding myself
proved to be not only as a child in his hands, but as an infant upon
his knees—or between them—I knew, when I heard him say 'Now,'
that I was as neatly hobbled as any horse.
"It's a pity you put us and yourself to all this unnecessary trouble,"
he said philosophically. "Now, then, Wright, look in his pockets for a
handkerchief, and lash his wrists while I hold them together."
As he spoke, the five fingers of his right hand closed on my left
hand, as the talons of a pouncing hawk close upon a field-mouse.
Then, in spite of my futile efforts, he drew my left hand towards my
right, and suddenly spanning the two with the fingers of his single
hand, nonchalantly arranging the set of his collar with the other
meanwhile, he said:
"Now, Wright, just tie his wrists together, will you?" and once again
the mesmerised man did as he was bidden.
Rising, the Dumpling turned from me to Wright. Looking that worthy
full in the eyes, he said, in a low voice:
"You are awake."
"I am awake," repeated Wright, automatically, as his eyes, still fixed
in a stupid stare, turned sluggishly in their sockets, following his
master's movements.
Lifting his dropped left arm slightly, the Dumpling touched, with a
finger tip, the finger tips of the other's loosely open hand. Then he
put his right hand on Wright's shoulder, and with a gentle shake,
said:
"Wake!"
Wright came to himself with a start, and looked foolishly around.
"What did you mean by disobeying me just now?" asked the
Dumpling with sudden fierceness.
"I'm sorry, sir; I never done it before, as you know, and I'm sorry if I
opened my mouth too wide and made a noise. Me and mine has
gone through hard times since you were here last. The money you
left us was finished nigh upon two weeks ago, and not knowing
where you was, and not being able to get any work, we've had
nothing to eat. This gentleman here has been very kind to us, and
though I've never disobeyed you before, sir, I couldn't lift hand
against him, and that's a fact."
The Dumpling seemed genuinely concerned.
"Has it been so bad as that with you, my poor fellow?" he said
gravely. "Humphreys shall answer to me for this. I had to be away,
it's true, but I left plenty of money with him for all requirements,
and I particularly told him that no one, who is in with us, should be
allowed to want.
"I'm glad my friend on the floor has been good to you," he
continued. "He's of the right stuff, and ought to be with us, Wright—
will be with us one day, I hope and believe. You needn't be anxious
about him. I don't mean to do him any harm. On the contrary, I
want to do him a good turn, if he'll let me. My reason for gagging
him was because, when I first came in, I thought you and he were
quarrelling. One doesn't do a man any serious amount of damage by
sticking a piece of rag in his mouth and tying him up for a half-hour.
He, on the other hand, not understanding the situation, and
supposing himself to be in danger, might have called out and
brought the police about our ears. He'd be sorry for it after, when he
knew the facts, so we protected ourselves, and protected him
against himself, by taking the precaution of making sure of him first.
See?
"Well, now, I want to have a few words with the gentleman, and I
can do so better if he and I are alone. You stay outside the door
meanwhile, Wright, and see that no one comes in."
Wright gone, and the door closed and locked, the Dumpling turned
to me.
"Now, Mr. Rissler, to finish our interrupted conversation of the other
night. But first of all about that gag. If I take it off, will you give me
your promise, your parole, not to call or cry out, or do anything to
bring outsiders in? Nod if you agree. Shake your head, if not."
I nodded.
"All right," he said. "But you'll be more comfortable sitting up, with
your back to the wall, than lying on the floor full length. See, I'll
prop you up that way, and now to take off the gag."
While he was doing so I was planning a little surprise for him. Up to
now he had, no doubt, for reasons of his own, been very careful to
conceal his name from me. He had, to be sure, declared himself to
be Napoleon, but Napoleon's present address is not to be found in
any directory available for the purpose.
That my theory of the identity of John Carleton, of No. 5, Taunton
Square, with the man whom I knew as the Dumpling was correct, I
was, in my own mind, entirely persuaded; but I was shy of theories,
and anxious to replace them by actual knowledge. I was curious,
too, to see what effect the fact that his real name was known to me
would have upon him. Would he admit it? Would he deny it? Would
it arouse him to anger or to fear? Means of knowing I had none,
other than by putting the matter to the test; so, no sooner was I
sitting up, with the gag removed, than I looked him straight in the
face and shot my bolt.
"Well, and how are you, Mr. John Carleton?" I said.
CHAPTER XXIX.
THE MYSTERY OF THE THIRD MAN.
That my knowledge of his identity would come to him as a surprise, I
was tolerably sure; and, in springing it thus suddenly upon him, I
hoped to gather by his face, which I was watching narrowly
meanwhile, whether he were moved by anger or by dismay.
The result was a fiasco, a fizzle, an abject failure. Either he was the
most consummate of actors, or, as is more likely, I the most
consummate of fools; for he looked at me at first with bewilderment,
and then with amusement, and finally burst into a hearty laugh.
"So that's who you think I am, is it?" he chuckled. "I saw by that
speaking countenance of yours that you were hatching an egg (you
are an Irishman, aren't you? so you won't mind my mixing my
metaphors), but I didn't expect so weird a fowl as this."
He took that morning's paper from his pocket, and holding it open
before me, pointed to a paragraph, which ran as follows:
"The freedom of the City of Carlisle will to-day, at noon, be conferred
upon Mr. John Carleton, the eminent inventor, who was born in that
city, and has devoted a large portion of the fortune he amassed in
America to improving the homes of the poor in the place of his birth.
Miss Clara Carleton and her niece, Miss Kate Carleton, have left 5,
Taunton Square, W., for Homburg, where Mr. Carleton will shortly
join them."
"I admit," commented the Dumpling ironically, "that the fact of Mr.
Carleton devoting a portion of his fortune to improving the homes of
the poor, points suspiciously to me. How are you to be sure, Mr.
Rissler, that I didn't send that paragraph myself to the newspaper, in
the expectation of meeting you here, and, by showing it to you, to
put you off the scent? And the portrait! Stop a minute—there is a
portrait. It's in another part of the paper. Ah! here it is."
The portrait, which was inscribed "John Carleton, Esq., the eminent
inventor and philanthropist," was that of a flat-foreheaded, clean-
shaven man, absolutely bald, and so shrunken and fleshless of face
as to seem all skin and bone. The striking resemblance to a skull,
caused by his singular fleshlessness, was heightened by the fact that
he wore huge glasses of great magnifying power, out of which his
hollow eyes loomed cavernously.
"It's like me, isn't it?" said the Dumpling. "But then you are not to be
deceived by anything of that sort, are you? It may dupe the police,
but you will see at a glance that that portrait is only myself, cleverly
got up to look like somebody else. And when you read in to-
morrow's papers an account of the ceremony at Carlisle—and, by
the bye," pulling out his watch, "it's just about taking place now—
you will say to yourself, 'What a thing it is to be a detective! Here's
all this hullaballoo about the conferring of the freedom of the City of
Carlisle upon Mr. John Carleton at noon yesterday; and all the time I
could have told them—if they'd only asked me, which for some
inexplicable reason they didn't—that the real John Carleton was at
18, Cripps Court, Shadwell.'"
Then the bantering tone died out of his voice.
"I've chaffed you a bit about the mistake, Mr. Rissler, but it was a
very natural mistake to fall into," he said. "My coming to No. 5,
Taunton Square, twice in a night, my shadowing it beforehand, my
knowing all about it—no, I can't see, as I say, that you are very
much to blame, after all. It is curious that you should have thought
me to be John Carleton when, if there is one man in all the world
with whom I would not, for all the world can offer, change places,
that one man is John Carleton.
"When I tell you the story of my life, as I hope I shall one day, you
will understand and appreciate—but not till then—my reason for
speaking as I do. But now to talk of other matters. You have thought
over what I said to you the other night?"
"I have," I answered.
"And you are going to throw in your lot with us?"
"No."
"Rissler," he said gravely, "don't compel me to kill you, as kill you I
must under certain circumstances. There is blood on my hands
already, and more blood on my hands there must, of necessity, be
before my work is done; but, of all men in the world, you are the
one man whom I am most anxious to spare. You must see for
yourself that you know too much, that you are too dangerous to be
left at large, except as one of us. I have shown my heart, my hopes,
my dreams, to you, as I have shown them to no other man. Can I
do nothing, say nothing, to influence you? You feel as I do about the
poor, as witness the fact of what you have done for Wright and his
family. What moved you to do that? What brought you here, in
Wright's house, at all?"
He stopped, as if expecting an answer; so, briefly as possible, I told
him of the impression that had been made upon me by his words
about the poor, and that, for the time, at least, I had thrown up my
detective work, in order to devote myself to doing what lay in my
power to alleviate the sufferings of my fellow-creatures.
He was genuinely moved, and when he inquired how I came to
know of Wright, and I told him of my system of making inquiries at a
small shop, in the very poorest district, he put a hand upon my
shoulder, and said excitedly:
"Rissler, you have no choice in this matter. God has called you to the
task, and you may not say Him nay. It is only a question of time.
Two days—only two days ago, you were against us. You announced
yourself as my enemy, as one who was set upon hunting me down.
Now you tell me of your own accord—and I believe you—that you
have abandoned this ignoble work of hunting down a fellow-creature
who, whether his methods be right or wrong in your eyes, is at least
consumed with a passionate desire to spend and to sacrifice
everything he has, life itself, if necessary, to succour and to help the
poor and the oppressed.
"Two days ago, Rissler, as I say, you were against us. To-day you are
against us no more. Two days ago you cared nothing for the
sufferings of the poor, you gave no thought to them. To-day you are
here amongst them, ministering to them with your own hand. If two
days have wrought this change in you, what change may not
another two days work? Another two days may see you working with
us, one of us, leading the Labour hosts in this battle of the Lord.
"Now, listen to me. I'll be frank with you, and tell you that from the
first moment I saw you something within me warned me to beware
of you, and cried out, 'Kill! kill! kill!' That night in the wine cellar, to-
day in this squalid room, I should, had I followed my impulses, have
strangled you without mercy, without remorse, and without a
thought. Why don't I kill you? Why do I spend time which I can't
afford to spend? Why do I run risks which I never ought to run, in
talking to you, in explaining things to you, in trying to persuade you
to join us?
"I will tell you. It is because God has revealed to me that you are
destined to play a great part in the history of this rising. It was by no
chance that you came that night to the opium den. It was by no
chance, it was not entirely by your resourcefulness and skill, that
you escaped with your life. It was no chance which drew you to the
house in Taunton Square, no chance which sent you here to Cripps
Court.
"The part you are to play, God has not yet revealed to me; but I will
tell you what I believe that part to be. The army I command may be
counted by many millions, but leader there is only one—myself. And
the battle—which shall be called Armageddon—the battle which shall
set Labour upon the throne as Lord and Ruler of this land—that
battle approaches, and in that battle I shall fall. If I fall, all falls,
unless God raise up a second in command who shall be the leader of
the people after I am gone. That leader I believe you are marked
out to be. That is why I dare not kill you; that is why I am going to
do the maddest thing a sane man ever did.
"Of my own will I set you free to go from here unharmed. As yet you
are not with us. As yet God has not made known His will to you. As
yet, though I have twice appealed to you to throw in your lot with
us, you have resisted my entreaty. But I am not dismayed. Once
again I shall come to you. Once again I shall appeal to you, and that
third time I shall give you such assured proof of the triumph of our
cause, that after that third time I shall need to appeal to you no
more. The victory will be won. Our cause, the people's cause, God's
cause, you will, on that third appeal, espouse. Of my own accord I
set you free."
As he spoke these last words, he stooped to unfasten my bonds,
and, in doing so, looked me for a moment in the eyes. Once again a
dream-tableau seemed to shape itself before me.
I saw myself—as one might see another person—in some dark place
underground. By my side stood the Dumpling, and far back in the
shadow was another man.
In my dream I could not see the face of the third man. I could see
the Dumpling's face, and upon it was a look of fiendish triumph as
he pointed me to the third man. But I could see my own face, and
on my own face, as it was turned to the face of the third man, was
such a look of incredulous horror as, waking or dreaming, I shall
never see upon human face again.
Then the dream passed. I was free of my bonds, and the Dumpling
was holding open the door.
"Good-bye, Rissler!" he said. "We shall meet again and soon; and
that meeting will mean great things for both of us."
Without a word, without so much as a "Thank you" or a "Good day,"
I passed out, like one who walks in his sleep. I could think of
nothing save the unseen face of the third man in my dream, and of
the incredulous horror which had been upon my own face on
realising who that third man was.
CHAPTER XXX.
FORTY MILES IN A PERAMBULATOR!
My discomfiture at the Dumpling's derisive repudiation of the
supposition that he was John Carleton was completed next morning,
when John Carleton himself returned to town, and John Carleton in
the flesh I with my own eyes several times saw, as he went in and
out of his house in Taunton Square.
"That man," said I to myself, "should be an object-lesson to you in
the futility of theory building. First, you called yourself a fool for not
having seen that John Carleton was the Dumpling, and the
Dumpling, John Carleton. Now, you have the pleasure of knowing
yourself a double-distilled donkey, for ever having supposed
anything of the sort."
Upon the theory—the fact, as I had thought it to be—that John
Carleton and the Dumpling were one and the same man, rested the
only explanation I had to offer in regard to the letter I had received
from the two Miss Carletons, aunt and niece. That theory being now
entirely exploded, their extraordinary behaviour remained as much,
if not more, of a mystery than ever.
A mystery—so far as I was concerned—I decided that it might
remain. Of detective work and of theory building I had had more
than enough, and so I betook myself that very afternoon to
Shadwell, to renew the investigations which my meeting with the
Dumpling had interrupted.
The first name on my list was that of a tailor's "hand," named
Holmes, a widower who, I was told, had five young children, and
was out of work. He was a consumptive-looking creature, hollow of
cheek, eye, and chest, and with a hacking cough.
"Yes, sir," he said civilly, in reply to my inquiries. "It is quite true that
I am out of work, and that I have children; but I can't take your
help, asking your pardon all the same, sir, for seeming rude and
ungrateful."
"On the contrary," I said, "it is I who have to apologise to you, Mr.
Holmes, for what you might very well think my impertinence in
coming here at all. But I happened to hear, quite by chance, how
beautifully you keep your children; and how nice they always look;
and learning that you were out of work, and being very, very fond of
children (I haven't any myself: I wish I had), I thought there
wouldn't be any harm, at least, in calling, just to see whether there
were any little thing I could do for you, until you're in work again.
I'm a working man, as you are, though I happen to work with a pen,
while you happen to work with a needle. And I'm a poor man, too,
for the matter of that; but just lately I chanced, by a stroke of luck,
to make a pound or two more than usual, and when I have a stroke
of luck I like to share it with someone who has been less lucky—just
as I believe you'd be ready to share your good luck, when it comes,
with me, if I happened to need it. But I respect your independence
and pride, and I ask you again to forgive me for calling."
"It isn't pride, sir," he said; "and, if the children were in absolute
want, I'd take your help and thank God for it. It's this way, sir. This
week we have just enough money left out of my savings to last us—
me and the children—in bread. It has only been bread, and dry
bread, it's true; and if when Monday comes I haven't got work, there
won't even be bread, for my money will be entirely gone. If you
should be this way then, and would look in, and I haven't found
work, I will take your help—putting it the way you do, sir—and thank
God for it. But when I know of hundreds of little children who
haven't had even a piece of bread for days, I can't take——But I
thank you kindly. God bless you, sir. I must go now. I hear one of
the children calling. Good afternoon."
He closed the door in my face—not rudely, but in haste, lest I should
see how shaken he was by emotion; and bowing my head, and with
my own heart rising strangely in my throat, I turned away.
Just for the moment, I did not feel like facing the eyes in the street;
so, as a slight rain was falling, I took shelter in a dark passage
leading to a court, and stood there out of sight of passers, to collect
my thoughts.
It was not long before my attention was attracted by a curious sight.
A gipsy-like, wolf-faced man was wheeling a child's perambulator, in
which, to my astonishment, I saw curled up the figure of a full-
grown woman. I recognised the couple at a glance. Walking once
along the high road from Epping to London, I had seated myself
upon a five-barred gate by the wayside for a quiet smoke. The gate
stood between thick hedge-rows, and, as it was set back a little, the
folk passing along the road could not see me until they were almost
level with the gate. By and by I heard what struck me as a very
pretty altercation between a man and a woman who were
approaching me slowly, but whom as yet I could not see. The man,
as I discovered when they came into sight, was wheeling a
perambulator (the same perambulator, in fact) in which were a
number of ferns and primrose roots that he was carrying to London
to sell. This perambulator the woman was pleading to be allowed to
take a turn at pushing, urging that as the man had been up since
four in the morning to gather the ferns and primroses, and had had
to wheel the perambulator five miles out and five miles back, he
must consequently be very tired. He, protesting that he was not
tired at all, point-blank refused, declaring that, as she had only just
come out of hospital, she must be much more tired than he. And so
the petty quarrel continued, until the pair came opposite to the gate,
and I saw that she was a sickly, blear-eyed, unlovely woman, and he
an unkempt, gipsy-like fellow with lean face and hungry, wolf's eyes.
Well, to cut a long story short, I had contrived to make their
acquaintance, and had found that, underneath their rags and dirt,
beat two honest and unselfish hearts. I had told them to come
always to me if in need of assistance of any sort—an invitation of
which they took advantage only once, and then when their straits
were desperate. On every other occasion I had found them touchily
independent, and though I sometimes bought flowers, bullrushes,
mistletoe, or fern-roots from them for the decoration of my house or
garden, they would not accept a farthing from me in the shape of
charity. If I wished to buy the wares they had for sale, that was
another matter; and even then I have reason to know that I got
more flowers, bullrushes, or fern roots for sixpence than their usual
customers got for a shilling.
For some twelvemonth we continued the best of friends. Then
suddenly their visits ceased, and I set eyes on neither again until I
saw the pair of them at Shadwell—the woman curled up in the
perambulator, and the man pushing it.
"Nash!" I called out, running after them. "Nash, where have you
been all this time? And why haven't you and Mrs. Nash been to see
me?"
"We have been doing pretty much the same as usual, sir," he replied
stiffly; "and thank you for asking." Then touching his ragged cap, he
said brusquely, "Good day, sir," and, pushing the perambulator
before him, passed along.
But I was not thus easily to be shaken off. At first he stood very
much on his dignity, answering my questions, in regard to himself
and his doings, with civil but manifest unwillingness, but at last I
contrived—and then only with difficulty—to discover wherein I had
offended.
On the last occasion, when they had visited me, I had said to him,
as he was passing out: "Well, good-bye, Nash. Mind, if ever you get
into trouble, be sure to come or to send to me, and I'll do my best to
get you out."
By "trouble" I had meant illness, or the inability to scrape together
the small sum they paid as rent for the miserable hovel in which
they lived.
But in George Nash's world "trouble"—so I learned for the first time
—has only one meaning when applied to a man (the word is used in
a different sense in regard to a woman), and that meaning—jail.
"I don't see why you should have thought that of us, sir," Nash said
with quiet dignity. "Poor we may be, but at least we've managed to
keep honest. And the inside of a prison we're never likely to see. We
thank you kindly for what you've done for us, sir, the missis and me,
but if you think as we're that sort, well, sir, we've made a mistake
about you, and you've made a mistake about us, and we wish you
good-day."
Turning doggedly to the perambulator, he touched his hat and
passed on.
"Why, my dear fellow," I said hotly, following him, and taking him by
the hand, "such a thought never entered my head. I'd leave you—
and for the matter of that I have left you or your wife—in my room
alone with every farthing I possess lying about openly, and never
even dream of counting it, or of thinking of it at all.
"Well," I went on, when I had at last persuaded him that he had
done me an injustice, "well, and what on earth is the meaning of
Mrs. Nash being cooped up in this perambulator? She looks very
white and thin. I do hope she isn't ill."
"Yes, sir; she's very ill," was the answer. "Got something wrong
inside her, the doctor said, that'll have to be cut out. I'm taking her
to Reading now."
"To Reading?" I said. "But why to Reading? I can easily arrange to
get her into a good hospital for women here."
"No, sir, thank you kindly. She's set on going to Reading, and
nowhere else. The doctor there (she's been there afore, you know)
don't treat poor folk as some other doctors do. They don't mean not
to be kind, but they speak so sharp, it frightens her. The doctor at
Reading—ah! he is different. She ain't a bit afraid of him. She won't
go anywhere but to Reading. She's set on it, sir, and so am I."
Knowing the man as I did, I could see that it was no use to argue
with him.
"I see," I said. "Quite right, George. I'll come with you as far as
Paddington, if you'll let me. Shadwell Station is some way yet. You
look hot and tired already, and so I'll take a turn at pushing the
pram while you rest. But if I may make a suggestion, I should say
that the best thing to do is to steer for the nearest place where
we're likely to find a four-wheeled cab and let me drive you to
Paddington. How did you propose taking Mrs. Nash there?"
"Same way as I'm taking her to Reading, sir," he said unconcernedly;
"in the pram, of course."
"The pram!" I ejaculated. "My dear Nash, what nonsense! It's forty
miles! You can't wheel a grown woman forty miles in a child's
perambulator."
"Can't I, sir?" he said, smiling with an air of superiority. "I've taken
her there twice before in the perambulator, and by picking up a bit
of work on the way we've managed nicely."
Then he looked at me queerly.
"Mr. Rissler," he said in a low voice, "will you take a word from a
man as you've been a friend to, and as'd like to prove himself a
friend of yours? I can't answer no question, and I didn't ought to say
what I'm going to say. I know as you're the poor man's friend,
though you are one of the gentry. But there's them as don't know it;
and, sir, believe me, there's trouble ahead for the likes o' you—bitter
trouble, bloody trouble. You take my word for it. And this is what I
want to say to you, sir. When the trouble comes, if you should find
yourself among enemies, if you should find yourself in danger o'
your life, as'll happen to many like you afore long, just you throw up
your left arm with your fist closed, and say, 'God and Napoleon and
the Dumpling strike with a granite arm!'"
He looked furtively around him as if afraid of being overheard by
eavesdroppers, and then repeated the sentence, "'God and Napoleon
and the Dumpling strike with a granite arm!' That's the word, sir. Do
you think you can remember it?"
Inwardly amused at the seriousness with which the foolish fellow
was taking the Dumpling's rhodomontade, but hiding my amusement
under a face portentously grave, lest I should give my well-meaning
friend offence, I replied:
"Yes, I can remember it, and I'll be sure to bear your words in mind,
if necessity comes. Thank you very much, Nash."
But to myself I said:
"A grown woman! Wheeled forty miles in a perambulator to undergo
an operation! And for no other reason than that the doctor at
Reading is kind and doesn't speak sharp to the poor! My God!"
CHAPTER XXXI.
THE GREAT INSURRECTION BEGINS.
Looking back now upon the time of which I am writing, I cannot
altogether acquit myself of criminal negligence for failing to realise—
until it was too late to take action—how insidiously and how
thoroughly the Dumpling was doing his work. Nash's warning—
though I was by no means disposed to take it seriously—had not
been altogether a surprise to me, for I knew already that
inflammatory speeches were being delivered, inflammatory literature
circulated broadcast. To these I attached small importance, having
too much faith in the common sense and in the conservatism of my
fellow-countrymen to believe that the Dumpling could induce them
to take concerted action upon any considerable scale. I have since
learned that secret meetings were held nearly every night; but
instead of one mass meeting, which must inevitably have attracted
the attention of the police, the Dumpling, a prince of organisers, had
arranged for innumerable small gatherings in every part of London.
At each of these meetings some member of the General Council, and
therefore in close touch with the Dumpling himself, would preside,
and in this way their leader's plans were made known, a plan of
campaign laid down, and concerted action arranged in the most
secret yet thorough way. Immense sums of money, so I afterwards
learned, were expended in the purchase and in the secret storage of
arms; and foreign mercenaries and expert marksmen, whose
services the Dumpling had requisitioned, were constantly pouring
into London to place themselves at his orders.
Had I still been engaged in detective work, something of all this
must, I think, have come to my notice; but I am so constituted as to
be able to do one thing only at a time. Whatever pursuit I take up,
into that pursuit I throw myself heart and soul, to the exclusion of
everything else. This temperamental defect—if a defect it be—may
be the secret of some of my many failures; it may be the secret of
my few successes. Concentration of interests generally means
limitation of interests, and whether one be racking the heavens
nightly through a telescope in search of new worlds, or only peering
through a microscope, to isolate bacilli of this or that disease—one is
equally apt to become absent-minded in other matters. So entirely
had I given myself up to studying the problem of the poor, that I had
eyes for nothing else.
It is not, however, my intention further to describe, in these pages,
the harrowing scenes I witnessed while so occupied. Were I a
commissioner, appointed to report to a Committee of Inquiry upon
the condition of the poor, I should, it is true, have painful, revolting,
and even incredible facts to recount. I could give chapter and verse
in proof of inconceivable infamy. I could give instances of men,
women, and even children living under circumstances more
degrading than could be found in any so-called savage race. I
should, in common honesty, be compelled to admit that by many of
these who are most in evidence, as in search of work—work is the
very last thing in the world that they really desire to find. Hymn-
bawling in the streets is the nearest most of them have ever come to
earning their bread by the sweat of their brow; a few hours
processioning and posing as unemployed, the hardest day's work
many of them ever did.
And yet, admitting all this, and speaking as one who has seen
something of the poor, and of their homes, I say, and in all sincerity,
of the very poor as a whole, that I find it hard to express my
admiration, my respect, and my reverence for the unselfishness, the
courage, and the nobility which I have known them to display.
There came a time at last when the strenuousness of the work I was
doing began to tell terribly upon me. It has been said that profound
sympathies are always in association with keen sensibilities, and that
keen sensibilities expose their possessor to a depth of anguish
utterly unintelligible to those who are differently constituted. In my
own case the hopelessness of the struggle in which I was engaged
weighed constantly upon me. Men and women—and, worst of all,
little children—were starving literally by the thousand, and all my
efforts could do no more than bring relief each day to perhaps a
dozen. My money was gone; the health by which I could earn more
money was fast giving way, and what I had accomplished, and could
hope to accomplish, seemed, when compared with what remained to
be done, like the taking of a drop of water from the sea.
One evening, after visiting a case of destitution and misery so
harrowing that it was only by a tremendous effort I was able to
control myself, and to speak cheerfully and hopefully to the
sufferers, I came out into the dark street, and, once alone, to my
unspeakable disgust and dismay, burst into tears.
When a man of strong physique, normal by nature, and in no sense
hysterical, gets into a condition so over-wrought as this, he is on the
verge of a nervous breakdown, as was proved in my own person.
The next morning I was so seriously ill that I was compelled to keep
my bed for some days, after which I was ordered to Brighton.
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