Alec

by William di Canzio

He wiped his nose with the back of his hand. He was resorting to helpless reproaches again. Then he was inspired. Why wait upon Maurice, like a lackey, when he could take action himself: Mr. Hall, I am coming to London Tuesday. If you do not want me at your home say where in London, you had better see me—I would make you sorry for it. There—yes! Let him try to explain why this servant had come to call at his house as boldly as a client or friend. Why not go to London? Why should his life be stalled in this helplessness? He would compel Maurice to see him. Sir, nothing of note has occurred since you left Penge. Cricket seems over, some of the great trees has lost some of their leaves, which is very early. Has Mr. Borenius spoken to you about certain girls? I can’t help being rather rough, it is some men’s nature, but you should not treat me like a dog. It was before you came. It is natural to want a girl, you cannot go against human nature. Mr. Borenius found out about the girls through the new communion class. He has just spoken to me. I have never come like that to a gentleman before. Were you annoyed at being disturbed so early? Sir, it was your fault, your head was on me. I had my work, I was Mr. Durham’s servant, not yours. I am not your servant. I will not be treated as your servant, and I don’t care if the world knows it. He had finally got to the heart of it. I AM NOT YOUR SERVANT. I WILL NOT BE TREATED AS YOUR SERVANT. He concluded: I will show respect where it’s d...