George led my father out by the side door at the north end of the western
aisle; the people eyed him intently, but made way for him without
demonstration. One voice alone was heard to cry out, "Yes, he is the
Sunchild!" My father glanced at the speaker, and saw that he was the
interpreter who had taught him the Erewhonian language when he was in
prison.
George, seeing a special constable close by, told him to bid his brothers
release the vergers, and let them arrest the interpreter--this the
vergers, foiled as they had been in the matter of my father's arrest,
were very glad to do. So the poor interpreter, to his dismay, was lodged
at once in one of the Bank prison-cells, where he could do no further
harm.
CHAPTER XVII: GEORGE TAKES HIS FATHER TO PRISON, AND THERE OBTAINS SOME
USEFUL INFORMATION
By this time George had got my father into the open square, where he was
surprised to find that a large bonfire had been made and lighted. There
had been nothing of the kind an hour before; the wood, therefore, must
have been piled and lighted while people had been in church. He had no
time at the moment to enquire why this had been done, but later on he
discovered that on the Sunday morning the Manager of the new temple had
obtained leave from the Mayor to have the wood piled in the square,
representing that this was Professor Hanky's contribution to the
festivities of the day.
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