CHAPTER III

PROGRESS THROUGH POLCHESTER He awoke next morning in his bedroom in 'The Three Feathers' to awareness that it was nearly nine o'clock, that it was a day of sunshine, and that he was bewildered as to his surroundings. The wall-paper was of a mottled yellow, with birds that looked like green canaries. There was a large print of 'Carrying home the Yule-log' that reminded him instantly of his mother-in-law. His mother-in-law! Ah! she was, thank God, abandoned and deserted. He remembered, instantly, everything, and espe…